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On the remix tip
Where you from? Oaktown fool
Break it down baby, got the fifth wheel swingin'
Thighs so creamy when you ride it be screamin'
I used to be known as a bank account breaker
Could never be a minute man, damn good love maker
Holla at a playa though, I'll have you numb like Orajel
Shallow and deeper than the riches well really don't make me none
Because I'm packin' things long, I wanna hit it all night long
Spread 'em like wings in the middle of the couch
While you're bitin' your lip, I'm tryna dig my way out
In the California fashion, it's goin' down passion
Yeah, you got action in the hot tub relaxin'
Rocks glistenin', splashin' and splashin'
More game than Monopoly, trick it's a natural thang
From the bassline kicks to the snare drum
Serve it like they deserve it baby and tell 'em make a little room
Excuse me, my game is way too tight
Got my niggas 'bout to ride to the mighty mighty Eastside
I'm done flippin' the script
And all them haters and tricks is mad, I'm up on the remix
Gotta be the bomb, boy you know what's up
It's that playa D.A.P. comin' straight up out the cut
Haters wanna front but they can't fade the bomb
I'ma sho' nuff pop that trunk if you got some fun
It's all about that Eastside, show you right, you must be clown
Much love to them hustlas and them playas in the town
The B-A-Y and my clique
San Jose, them corners I'm about to hit
With that nigga Playa P, Soul Depot got it lit
Throw your hands in the air nigga, go and represent
It's for the playa in you baby
Too $hort!
I saw you walkin' down the street and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I say you look so good and you're so fine
I take you to my house, we'll spend some time
Ain't no secret, I'm just a freak
I'm from the Oaktown, I can't wait two weeks
So just break me off and don't say I won't
Get it girl, now I'm tellin' you don't
All around the Bay my name is known
For choppin' up another hit song
Passion is a playa, got game for the tricks
And that's how we do it in Oakland, mmm, mmm
Flippin' this hit ain't a thang to me
'Cause I'm the real one in charge, yeah you better believe
That I'ma get mine, yeah I'm straight down for the scrilla
Holdin' down the fort, stayin' true on the reala
Fools don't be knowin' how to pimp these tricks
So I steps on up and I gets my grip
Sideways on a trick who be hatin' on my riches
Because I got the haters jockin' like bitches
But ain't no playa like the ones I got
Showed off my Fo'Tay, you see the pimpin' don't stop
And if you wanna be down with a playa
Don't front, you know what's up, throw your hands in the air
It's for the playa in you baby
Bump this hit and show me that you ain't a hater
Work this for the playa in you baby
Bump this hit and show me that you ain't a hater
On the remix tip
Too $hort
I am the rapper that they call Fo'Tay
On the remix tip
You got the Soul Depot baby
On the remix tip
It's that young Playa P from the East Bay streets
It's for the playa in you baby
Bump this hit and show me that you ain't a hater
Work this for the playa in you baby
Bump this hit and show me that you ain't a hater
Work this for the playa in you baby
Bump this hit and show me that you ain't a hater
Work this for the playa in you baby
Bump this hit and show me that you ain't a hater
Well uh
Well uh
Well uh
Well uh
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