"Playa Flava" lyrics

Wiz Khalifa & Juicy J Lyrics

"Playa Flava"
(from "Moses The Black" soundtrack)

[Wiz Khalifa:]
What?

[Wiz Khalifa:]
[?]
Buy shit on her own
She calling my phone when nobody home
She's like "What you doing?" I was getting stoned
I was getting stoned

Keep liking my pictures while her nigga gone
Take them naked pictures, send 'em to my phone
Let me see you turn around and make it bounce
Let me see you take a P and roll an ounce
Let me see you take this G and make it count
If it's good I put my money in your bank account
I see you and your best friend making out
I got money on my mind, what you thinking 'bout?
It's some hoes in the house, tell 'em shake it now
It's a Rolls in my house, a Ferrari and a Benz
It's a party here's your chance
Grab your toes, I throw some bands

[Wiz Khalifa (Juicy J):]
Left cheek, right cheek
(Left cheek, right cheek)
20K light week
(20K light week)
Shorty in my right seat
(Shorty in my right seat)
I'm so icy
(I'm so icy)

Boogers in the time piece
(Boogers in the time piece)
Kush got me Chinese
(Kush got me Chinese)
These niggas pussy, don't remind me
I'm a millionaire and I'm so icy
(I'm so icy)


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