[Chorus: Big Boi]

I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

So flyin', or floatin', a Brougham is what I'm sportin'

Sade is in my tape deck, I'm moving in slow motion, boi

I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

So flyin', or floatin', a Brougham is what I'm sportin'

Sade is in my tape deck, I'm moving in slow motion, boi

[Verse 1: Jordache]

Slow motion through the streets that I grew up on

Got drunk and threw up on, like fuck

Lion Red, I swear I'll never drink again

I'd rather get high instead, better think again

'Cause next week you right back to it, nah, I'm drinking straight Sprite

You better spike that fluid, despite that spewin'

And the ice keep the beers on chill

Playing Sade, hard, ayy? Yep, for real

As we rolling out, the heels on course for the city

Goodbye to Heineys, bonjour to the Whitneys

Here's a number you can hit me on, roll a joint, bro

Forget the bong and pour some liquor that'll get me gone

So now I'm hazed, and I'm boozed, feelin' like Mitch

From Dazed and Confused, lookin' at the older dudes

Like they Matthew McConaughey, we just some goners, ayy?

And Aquemini track eight is all I wanna play, 'cause

[Chorus: Big Boi, PNC]

I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

So flyin', or floatin', a Brougham is what I'm sportin'

Sade is in my tape deck, I'm moving in slow motion, boi

I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

So flyin', or floatin', a Brougham is what I'm sportin' (Yeah)

Sade is in my tape deck, I'm moving in slow motion, boi

[Verse 2: PNC]

Stayin' blasé on a Friday, faded

Playin' Sade or Sade's Greatest

Smooth operators, yeah, we're top-rated

Layin' in the weather where you hear the cicadas

Club owner paid us and I'm 'bout to drop it all

On a new pair that came out the decade I was born, so

Check the status, no, check the status, though

Either way, you say this, I'ma still remain the baddest, yo

Before I had the flow, I was slick daddio

Back when I was drawin' pictures on my gran's patio

Chasin' women with the fatty and the Nudie Jeans

Slim waist and face that belong up on the movie screen

I'm just a man, see, drivin' down, seat back

Style like Gordon Ramsey or Simon Cowell: mean as

Yeah, the flow is wet, soakin', it's the ocean, boy

I'm like a third ref, movin' in slow motion, boy

[Chorus: Big Boi, Tom Scott]

I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

So flyin', or floatin', a Brougham is what I'm sportin'

Sade is in my tape deck, I'm moving in slow motion, boi

I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

So flyin', or floatin', a Brougham is what I'm sportin' (Yeah)

Sade is in my tape deck, I'm moving in slow motion, boi (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Tom Scott]

Yeah, it's just another day in hell

Underneath this red star that we race around

Laying around and Sade is in my tape deck, I'm stayin' real

Breakin' down the bud, sky blazin', smell the pavement melt

Movin' in slow motion, I couldn't even chase a snail

Troubles on pause like I'm Zack from Saved by the Bell

Every doggy has its day, I just wanna chase my tail

'Cause I know that life is short like the shorts [?]

Ain't know to ever know when we die

Because the future isn't set in stone, so I am

You wakin' up for work, I'm gettin' home, slow motion, no

That's just the metha [?] I'm high

I move slow, kinda like a sumo

Ketamine, pseudoephedrine, you know

We got more lines than detention class, like a place that you

Ain't meant to park in, the stars movin' in slow motion, boy