Father Bruce - For the Playaz Lyrics

This one right here for the playaz nigga
I got my pint of Patron in this bitch
Forever Jon'O nigga, Forever Mack Taylor nigga
This right here for the playaz
Since day one it's been
They can bring you in and take you out
So I keep my finest stake
While I'm eating steak inside their house
Now I'm sucking on the titties
That belongs to her blouse
White gloves with these ho's
Bitch I think I'm Mickey Mouse
Digging all in yo tricks
Now she making use of her mouth
But thats the old me nigga
And I'm use to it now
I'm foul, like Lebron James
Going to the hoop
And if I'm under pressure
Muff*cka I'm gone shoot
Reggie Miller off the inbound
Running shit all in yo town
My nigga this the showdown
Better have yo shit together when it goes down
I'm a down muff*cka word to the Titanic
The fade hella real, but please do not panic
I remember when I fell off
And bounced back like elastic
Please don't rub me the wrong way
Unless you want that static
I go hard for my family
And yes I think they've noticed
I go hard for the money
What's an eviction notice
God gave me this brain
And I wanna thank Him for that
With this brain and this world
I'm finna change all of that
The bullshit y'all be spitting
And y'all calling em raps
I'm gone take them rhyme books
And use them shits as doormats
And walk up in the building
And take the World's Biggest Crap
Cause you'll have longevity
As long as yo ass is spitting them facts
They just be rapping
They ain't living
None of that bullshit
They be spitting
They want them dead presidents
So yes I'm finna spank em
Cause they don't know shit
About that nigga Ben Franklin
So meanwhile
Im just balling back on these ho's
Should of never gave me money
Don't know how to act on these ho's
Meanwhile my nigga Josh
Riding on them lo-pros
He went ahead and put his charger
On twenty fours
And Jon'O told me
Long as you chasing a check
Them women gone hit that RG3
And break their f*cking neck
What you expect
Hahaha Father Bruce nigga