The playa's call makes everybody stop and listen When u hear a playa call u betta recognize foo The playa might be calling u A playa is smooth in his delivery There's always time fo shivelry He's got a mad strut There ain't nuttin' his diamonds can't cut His cane has a gold ball So listen 4 his call His grill is all platinum or gold which ever he prefers His closet is so full of furs He's rollin through in his caddy Listenin' 2 his playalistic muzik In his hair is his hair pick He wins the playa's ball So u better listen 4 his call
Reason for writing:
4 all my tru playaz
Birth sign: Aquarius
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