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The Essence of a Playboy Video (MV)




Performed By: ZoneDaSaint
Length: 1:57
Written by: Leslie Browne
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ZoneDaSaint - The Essence of a Playboy Lyrics




(Crush the xan up
Like a chew toy
Feel like Carti
On my playboy

Get it started aye
In the party
Wild like a hardy
If I hit I ain't sorry)

I had a hit in February
Now the songs come steady
Dropped a tape on ya head
Knew the niggas wasn't ready

If I change for the bread
I ain't different from a thot
If he come for my head
Game point red dot

You was already dead when picked the mic
On my 8 mile have a nigga ready to fight

Not ya favorite rapper lemme show you way
Drop 9 letters put the A next to K

All my simple slow shit comin late like the rent
Plyer onna wire man niggas got me bent
Torch up supafire favorite color stay red
Do me fifty gotta cut em like a barber instead

Why the f*ck you follow me
Now she got to swallow me
If I step onda stage
You can not Apollo me

Stack up my collard green
Do a show in Aberdeen
That shit hurt my gasoline
Kill that shit no guillotine

Started shit at 17
Not the type to intervene
She ain't want to bother me
But the dick like nicotine

Sparked up like ethylene
Front page onda magazine
7 Up my figurine
Shit I meant financially

Bitch you better answer me
Call me Zone Your Majesty
That's ya new bitch
I f*cked her at a havertys

(Crush the xan up
Like a chew toy
Feel like Carti
On my playboy

Get it started aye
In the party
Wild like a hardy
If I hit I ain't sorry)
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(Crush the xan up
Like a chew toy
Feel like Carti
On my playboy

Get it started aye
In the party
Wild like a hardy
If I hit I ain't sorry)

I had a hit in February
Now the songs come steady
Dropped a tape on ya head
Knew the niggas wasn't ready

If I change for the bread
I ain't different from a thot
If he come for my head
Game point red dot

You was already dead when picked the mic
On my 8 mile have a nigga ready to fight

Not ya favorite rapper lemme show you way
Drop 9 letters put the A next to K

All my simple slow shit comin late like the rent
Plyer onna wire man niggas got me bent
Torch up supafire favorite color stay red
Do me fifty gotta cut em like a barber instead

Why the f*ck you follow me
Now she got to swallow me
If I step onda stage
You can not Apollo me

Stack up my collard green
Do a show in Aberdeen
That shit hurt my gasoline
Kill that shit no guillotine

Started shit at 17
Not the type to intervene
She ain't want to bother me
But the dick like nicotine

Sparked up like ethylene
Front page onda magazine
7 Up my figurine
Shit I meant financially

Bitch you better answer me
Call me Zone Your Majesty
That's ya new bitch
I f*cked her at a havertys

(Crush the xan up
Like a chew toy
Feel like Carti
On my playboy

Get it started aye
In the party
Wild like a hardy
If I hit I ain't sorry)
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Writer: Leslie Browne
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