Luyện nghe bài hát Playa Status

[Intro - - talking]
You know it is
No way, no way, aye
mayne
Yeah, up
No way, no way, aye

[Verse 1 -
Hey, everytime I poke her, it's like we playin poker (woo!)
Lipstick smeared and I got her smilin harder The Joker (yeah)
Ever get caught with a chick with a who like "it's over" (what?)
And get the worst excuse to work "I don't even know her"
Tell me where mattress at 'cause I'm about to flip that like Mattress Mack
I'm gon' that mattress up then I make you pay me back for that
Pockets a Cabbage Patch, she ready to vegetate
She chasin LeBron and Wade, so her status can
I never would hesitate, if that heffa had brakes
Be ready to tell a date that her was hella late
Get left 'cause you're never straight, forever, forever
Click over, put her on hold and let her wait
I'm never for any games, not a Xbox
I let her get out the and watch her and my ex box
Next stop, next block, her house like a 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 don't think you the baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm
So stop beggin and 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 I'm gifted, sex is terrific
I it out, you can bet she gon' kiss it
explicit, animalistic
Bet that your will become a statistic
unlisted, fresher than this kid
Don't know who 'cause it's not you (who?)
Call when she miss it, she wanna get this, fast but it's mostly screw (screw)
No to have 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 relieve sleeve, your chick is like COD
Usually I go my list and then 'X' 'em like Leo G
I know no Robin Givens, plus we can't get that involved
It ain't trickin if you got it (what?) but you won't get at all
That's a "nah", had a broad, said she never had her
Disco/dis go in her lip, so she can say she had a ball
I'm pullin out the driveway, had to take off my shades, so my can dilate
She me that if I'm late, that she gonna kill me, I guess that I'm a die late
I show up when I wanna, gonna get in that tummy like I was a donor
Now later is gonna be Sooner I was from Oklahoma
Never been a Simpson/simp son, so she can't play me a Homer

[Verse 3 -
First she actin hard to get, she get got, she too attached
I snatched the receipt from underneath her seat and her back
Know that I play it, so save it, like a kept coupon
While I hop back on the 24 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 lover actin bad under
In HD, yeah the will dub her, rollin around 'til the camera gets smothered
Catch me terrorizin any tonight that's not closed
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm who created the (woo)
Me my money in the chicks' hands that are not closed
Like goin to Roscoe's and Waffles to get nachos
You better go get some from somebody that even care
You better salute at ease you know that you see a playa
Like a spatula, when I'm in of her
I that, tap, tap, she say "that's enough"
Like a for chicks, I don't have to cuff
And when I'm done if she ever, ever ask for

No way, no way, no