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Playa Fly - Funk-N-Bock lyrics
Im callin shot after shot, whether you like it or not its takes more than a plot, to knock this P from the top as Flizy conquer this land, wit destiny in my hands cause Minny Mae in demand, and mista stand with the plan that's more efficient with others, most involving my brothers the one who realla than killaz and down to dump on tha devil apon the funkiest scrub, dump some slugs in they mug and Flizy bucking so wild wit bubble wild in my cup and Playa Fly nigga what, and I love what you like but only if you like the right cause wrong aint keeping me tight and Im gonna step on some toes, and Im gonna bring me a load a treal of Minny Mae members, who want some platinum and gold we smooth the rockiest road, and take a pump to you chumps and label all of my foes, as good as Willie lump, lumps you laying under my posse, we full of vosse and crunk and aint no calming us down, so stop the passing the funk. Chorus: We come to get a nigga buck and we aint givin a fuck We get you buck, We get buck, and we aint givin a fuck (Repeat x4) I put this here on the map, and they didnt like it from scratch I lay this funk on the table and put beside it the facts Fly sit deep in the snow wit big O'l Zeke on tha blow we ever loving this dust and still controlling this hoe you see me rolling wit Lou, South 51 with Peru we ball from Mempho to N.O and lock it tight as a jew I'm one the few on tha prowl, and Fly dont fuck wit a crowd I like enjoying my drugs so listen close to my voul this mister Playa Flizy you take this mighty wizhight as Inbbins (IBN) lawfully with it until the end of my life and never have it to hold, but love and cherish this snow on through my sickness and health, until my death Fly gonna blow you might not like me no mo, and Fly dont need a preacher, for this here funk I got love and indeed dope buying dubs, Fly smoke the prettiest bud and wait and shake full of skunk for this Fly live, i need to love, so pass this Playa tha funk. [Chorus] (Repeat 4x) Im on it night after night, Im catchin flight after flight and Flizy landing aint happy unless my candy is white they call it yeahyo up north, and yeah for short in the south I got my purr's on that pure, I put the funk in the house back wit R.E.G in the day Lil Flizy could not get paid to even speak or hit peak, and now I bump on that bay I keep my habits intact, cant have them holding me back wont see me showing no slack, might see me snowin a pack you got the closet to full, a its so full of this bull I never dwell in the place, but towards the real ones I pulled wit salsa pure on the salsa hits it cost a arm and a leg, and tie a torso and head so boys its best you invest, before the party gets started cause Flizy tootin wit hardin, once the mission commence Lil Walter Lee wont be stopping it and its so rarely we kick it, but Im gonna handle this one cause see I live for the funk and I love the funk. [Chorus] (Repeat 4x) The prince of Tee, Gangsta B, a funky crown on Lil E and Tony crown Tony B. slick sport crown for the sneeze and Pervis powder deserve it, Enerst P crown is dirty my fellow funk in Kazeem, crown Gangsta Weaze in a hurry on to, a crown on Lil Red, and Key, Pede, Forty and Bled I mean Phylicia, Ced & Ded and Dre be crownin the feds got snow and Kings on the L, wit crowns that fit him so well big Moss stay strapped wit some scar, Carlos P lock tight like jail and fruity crown dirty Dud, on everything that Fly love, and CoCo crown Carlos Moss but he didn't do it that much, from Mr. Meme to Frost from Blizo to Peter Paul, Fly didnt forget you Big Alta Big Ice why crown for my dog, and its so many of y'all and Fly aint callin yo name, Fly aint neglecting sniffas Im just so full of this cain, and done done this here wit you and I aint doin no junk because I need the Funk so pass me the Funk. |
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