Playa - Intellectual

[Intro: Biggie sample]

Playa (hater), turn your head 'round (turn your head 'round)

Lay on the ground, you've been robbed

See everybody ain't balling

Most is falling

Even more is crawling

When they look up all they see is the position that you all in

So don't be so up that it blind you

Or so far ahead you don't see people are behind you, playa

Playa, playa, playa, playa

Uhh, playa, playa

First you tell the jeweler to Audemar Piguet ya

Then you tellin' waitresses to Rose her

Bumping VIP and you meet your first Draya

In the strip club, ones in the air-ya

Nothin' but attention that they wanna pay ya

Dancers tryna welcome to L.A. ya

Shake it like a Polaroid picture, Hey Ya!

Let 'em know you balling, you that nigga playa

And you run the city you the new mayor

Tonight is full of hoes and the flyest playas

Can't forget the jackers and the playa haters

And shady hoes can't wait to be-tray ya

It's hard to tell which one is here to slay ya

It could be that pretty redbone Laiya

Texting to them niggas that are tryna lay her

The lights is coming on and you drunk as sailor

Shawty like where the after-party playa?

You grab her by the hand and tell her I'ma take ya

Shawty rolling with it she is not a faker

Now you with your wheel like a roller skater

Pulling out the lot you tell your homies "Later!"

Stopping at the light corner of La Brea

Niggas ride up on ya like a escalator

Wearing all-black Oakland Raider

Screaming run your shit 'fore they AK ya

Begging for your life hoping they don't spray ya

Shoulda left that balla shit for the Lakers

Yeah

Playa (playa)

It's a new day (it's a new day)

No time to play you've been robbed