I'm A Playa

"I'm A Playa"(feat. Three 6 Mafia)Yessir, SwishaHouse!DJ Paul and Juicy J productionsPaul Wall, SwishaHouse, Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Maf-i-UHH!It's goin down[Chorus: repeat 4X]Eighty-fo's (eighty-fo's) candy paint (candy paint)Switchin lanes (switchin lanes) sippin drank (sippin drank)[Paul Wall]It's Paul Wall baby yeah that's me, these hoes wanna know what I'm 'boutPrincess cuts all on my neck and on my wrist and in my mouthDo's open, do's close, where's the camera I'll strike a poseI'm still ridin on elbows, in eighty-threes and eighty-fo'sThe gangsta slab is what I flip, woodgrain is what I gripThat purple drank is what I sip, in my cell phone keep a chipI'm talkin bid'ness I put it down, I'm choppin blades and I'm poppin shroomsI'm from the land of that fry smoke, got plex I got the pumpWeighted trunk and chunk the deuce, keep it movin I'm on the prowlI'm on the hunt for some one night love, best believe that it's goin downMoney and hoes, cars and clothes, diamond rings and ice grillsSwishaHouse we keep it trill, and hold it down baby what's the deal[Chorus][DJ Paul]We put them 47 inch jelly screens in them EscaladeWe po' that purple drank straight up like it's that Kool-AidWe like them girls that eat it up and never be afraidWhile you cry but ask how they givin up the fadeYe ain't got screens if they ain't touch screenwith the removable screen, lookin mean on the sceneWhen hoes see me they sayin everybody ain't ableCause I turned the back of my Caddy pickup into a pool table[Juicy J]Juicy J, I'm the mayne, got the G's, fuck the fameSee a lil' freak, run some game, and she goin I'ma take some brainI'm on the slab, posted up, white Cadillac with the white gutsI'm on the scene, drankin lean, mixed with Spire in a plastic cupI'm from the hood, call it North, where Project Pat went to jail and courtBut now he back on the Southern bricks, we gon' drink a lot and players smoke NewportUptown, hit the blush, or watch these diamonds blind you upNothin but self-made millionaires so you corporate folks can shut the fuuuuuuuuuck[Chorus][Paul Wall]I got a deep freezer up on my neck and sno-cones up in my earA ice tray up in my mouth, I'm lookin somethin like a chandelierYou can call me the ice man, I cause a blizzard every time I breathePosted up on that South Lee, with Big Mix and my boy Lil' HeatWhere's the drank I'm runnin low, Cabbage Head told me it's a droughtBut not to worry dough never doubt, I'll go to the doctor with a coughIt's Paul Wall baby that's my name, fly like a plane what it doI drop the top of my potnah plaque and chunk the deuce to that boy GoochJust like a midget I'm sittin low, and like a snail I'm crawlin slowWhere's Mike, where's Bawdy, he on the grind ducked on the lowYeah I like my music slow, yeah I like my train mudI'm chopped up by Michael Watts, it's Paul Wall baby that's what's up[Chorus - 1&2]"I'm a playa, ain't no doubt, hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout" [repeat 3X]"I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa..."