Don't Hate That Playa 2 Songtext
von Mac Dre
Don't Hate That Playa 2 Songtext
DJ Macadocious
DJ Macadocious
DJ Macadocious
Smurf, cut it up
Smurf, cut it up
Smurf, cut it up
DJ Macadocious
She′s broke as a joke, I don't want your bitch
I want some rope and a gumbo mix
I′m a tumble hit, slap a bitch out the air
It ain't fair, I'm a California bear
Brisney Adams in a Benz on Davin
Spears and Savin, gone off that log cabin
Hocus pocus, DJ Macadocious
Watch me turn these blunts into roaches
And come with doses while Smurf cut it up
Let′s nut it up and make punks shut it up
I rub it up, smack it up and dig it down
Bustin′ styles like clips and rounds
How you like me now? Ooh, what it do?
It's Don′t Hate the Player Part 2
How you like me now? Ooh, what it do?
It's Don′t Hate the Player Part 2
If you hate the player, you hate the game
If you hate the player, you hate the game
If you hate the player, you hate the game
If you hate the player, you hate the game
Man, you been actin' kinda strange lately
It′s because your bitch licked and ate me
If you hate me, you hate the game
It's a fuckin' shame like what′s his name?
It′s nothin', mane, you didn′t need her
She's raw, she draw me in her two-seater
A two-liter in her mouth I busted
Shake the broad, dog, she can′t be trusted
She put mustard on my hot dog
And paid a pimp before she shook the spot, dog
I'm top dog, don′t hate it
Every rims I skated was chrome-plated
I made it, I'm successful
And you hate it 'cause your life is so stressful
Things get a little easier
You gotta get cheesier and more peezier
DJ Macadocious
DJ Macadocious
Smurf, cut it up
Smurf, cut it up
Smurf, cut it up
DJ Macadocious
She′s broke as a joke, I don't want your bitch
I want some rope and a gumbo mix
I′m a tumble hit, slap a bitch out the air
It ain't fair, I'm a California bear
Brisney Adams in a Benz on Davin
Spears and Savin, gone off that log cabin
Hocus pocus, DJ Macadocious
Watch me turn these blunts into roaches
And come with doses while Smurf cut it up
Let′s nut it up and make punks shut it up
I rub it up, smack it up and dig it down
Bustin′ styles like clips and rounds
How you like me now? Ooh, what it do?
It's Don′t Hate the Player Part 2
How you like me now? Ooh, what it do?
It's Don′t Hate the Player Part 2
If you hate the player, you hate the game
If you hate the player, you hate the game
If you hate the player, you hate the game
If you hate the player, you hate the game
Man, you been actin' kinda strange lately
It′s because your bitch licked and ate me
If you hate me, you hate the game
It's a fuckin' shame like what′s his name?
It′s nothin', mane, you didn′t need her
She's raw, she draw me in her two-seater
A two-liter in her mouth I busted
Shake the broad, dog, she can′t be trusted
She put mustard on my hot dog
And paid a pimp before she shook the spot, dog
I'm top dog, don′t hate it
Every rims I skated was chrome-plated
I made it, I'm successful
And you hate it 'cause your life is so stressful
Things get a little easier
You gotta get cheesier and more peezier
Writer(s): Andre Louis Hicks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

