Lyrics Playa Man.lrc Spice 1
[id: pshknxyu]
[ar: Spice 1]
[al: The Black Bossalini]
[ti: Playa Man]
[length: 04:07]
[00:02.75]Chorus: Spice 1
[00:06.82]
[00:22.24]Can you love a playa man
[00:25.99]Can you love a playa man
[00:31.44]Can you love a playa man baby
[00:36.91]Can you really love a playa man
[00:40.69][Spice 1]
[00:41.55]I twirl the wheel of my caddy with my middle finger
[00:44.22]Bellin’ up out the hooptie mobbin’ with my pants sagin’
[00:47.02]I smokin’ on some of that Crush nasty with a G limp
[00:47.94]It’s the born to die the S-P-I
[00:49.78]Playa status since an OG since Lee High
[00:52.44]Sportin’ a G hat with the short brim
[00:54.28]Mr. giggity-gangsta hustler baller
[00:55.24]Whatever you wanna calla
[00:57.94]Straight playa up in this game
[00:58.89]Puttin it down for all ya haters
[01:00.69]Killin’ 慹m softly raisin’ 慹m off me
[01:01.55]Keepin’ it real so they can’t fade me
[01:02.54]Up in the 9-sick
[01:03.41]I kick back and roll a Vega up
[01:05.33]Rollin with the Hennesy
[01:07.16]Champaign and Remmy up in my cup
[01:09.05]Livin’ like a baller but I’m still a G
[01:09.95]Soakin up game in the East Bay street
[01:11.70]Stackin that fetti S-P-I-C-E
[01:13.56]Chorus
[01:15.94]
[01:32.80][Spice 1]
[01:33.79]The game is deeper than Atlantis
[01:35.56]So homie don’t go in the water without your harpoon
[01:37.38]You swimmin’ at your own risk
[01:39.27]Cuz in the bay ain’t no parana
[01:41.02]But you can get your body ate up
[01:42.82]When you get to flossin up in that Lexus potna
[01:44.67]Look what the tied washed in
[01:46.56]That’s what the people say
[01:47.44]Spiggity One straight OG up out the dirty bay
[01:49.26]Straight out the water
[01:51.01]Finna wet you up and leave your body soaked with some of that redrum
[01:52.86]So come on, come one and come on dem all
[01:54.78]And watch them bodies fall
[01:57.46]S-P-I-C-E comin’ with that hard to kill a blow!
[01:59.25]Smile in your face all the while they wanna take your place
[02:02.93]I was strapped with a gun case
[02:04.74]But now I’m back out on the paper chase
[02:05.60]Spittin’ 慹m game
[02:06.58]And I’m usin’ my mouth piece like Ron O’Neil
[02:08.34]The G from back in the day
[02:09.29]They always say I spit the real
[02:11.13]Keepin’ these haters out of my pockets
[02:12.08]And always watchin’ my spine
[02:12.92]The role of a playa is force and still looks out for mine
[02:15.76]Chorus
[02:18.29]
[02:36.65][Spice 1]
[02:37.56]S-P-I-C-E be stackin fetti fetti
[02:38.42]See I be stackin’ ballin’
[02:39.36]Since way way back in the day
[02:41.23]The bay area
[02:43.02]My play area
[02:43.94]Ain’t no crips or bloods
[02:44.80]But if you cross game then I’m gone carry ya
[02:46.60]Up out the gangsta party quicker than you can think
[02:49.31]Rolexes upon the wrist and diamonds on the pinky playa
[02:52.02]Poppin’ the cork on champaign
[02:52.93]Hundred dollars a bottle
[02:54.89]We roll in benzes and coups as if we won Lotto
[02:56.68]Don’t let me hear you talk bad about a playa name
[03:00.37]Cuz if you get your scratch on haters gone do the same
[03:02.15]Chorus
[03:02.85]Year of Release: 1997