Luyện nghe bài hát Playa Status

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
You know it is
No way, no way, aye
Chamillitary
Yeah, up
No way, no way, aye

[Verse 1 -
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's just like we poker (woo!)
smeared and I got her smilin harder than The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a with a chick who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the worst to work like "I don't even know her"
me where your mattress at 'cause I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' light that mattress up then I you pay me back for that
Pockets like a Cabbage Patch, she ready to
She chasin LeBron and Wade, so her status can
I would hesitate, if that heffa had better brakes
Be ready to tell a date that her was hella late
Get left 'cause never straight, forever, forever fake
Click over, put her on hold forever and let her
I'm never for any games, not ownin a
I let her get out the ride and her and my ex box
stop, next block, her house like a rest stop
She work me, I'm like a in need of some rest, stop, chill out

- Chamillionaire]
No way, no way, no
No way, no way, I think that you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So beggin and don't blow up my phone, my phone, my phooonnne
My phone, my phone, it's too late, your status is gone, is gone, so gooonnne
Umm and you know I'm a keep it fo' sho'

[Verse 2 -
Yeah, uh, guess that I'm gifted, sex is
I pull it out, you can bet she gon' it
explicit, animalistic
Bet your chick will become a statistic
Number's unlisted, fresher than kid
Don't who 'cause it's sure not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, fast but it's mostly screw (screw)
No need to any trees, slang D and she'll be OD'd
Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause week she gon' be on leave
I'll let you your sleeve, your chick is like COD
Usually I go check my and then 'X' 'em like Leo G
I don't know no Robin Givens, plus we get that involved
It trickin if you got it (what?) but you won't get that at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, she never had her prom
go in her upper lip, so she can say she had a ball
I'm pullin out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my eyes can
She told me that if I'm late, that she gonna kill me, I guess I'm a die late
I show up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a organ
Now is gonna be Sooner like I was from Oklahoma
Never been a Simpson/simp son, so she can't play me like a

[Verse 3 -
she actin hard to get, once she get got, she too attached
I snatched the receipt from her seat and take her back
Know that I play it, so save it, like a kept coupon
I hop back on the 24 inches my Coupe on
What the heck is you on? Live and "In Color"
Add another, man I'm gutter, want a problem? I have one for ya
Bad to the mother, pass me the rubber, then your actin bad under covers
In HD, yeah the camera will dub her, rollin 'til the camera gets smothered
Catch me terrorizin any tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who the motto (woo)
Me throwin my money in the chicks' hands that are not
goin to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles to get nachos
You better go get some cheese from that even care
You better salute at ease you know that you see a playa
Like a spatula, I'm in back of her
I that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a magnet for chicks, I don't to cuff
And when I'm done if she ever, ask for bucks

No way, no way, no