Lil Wyte "Playas In Tha Atmosphere" |
[DJ Paul talking] Hypnotize Minds presents Lil Wyte with Three 6 Mafia [Chorus] OOHHHH! It some hoes in here It must be some players in the atmosphere I say OOHHHH! It some hoes in here It must be some players in the atmosphere Now back da fuck back (un huh) Back da fuck (un huh) back da fuck back (un huh) Back da fuck back (un huh) Now back da fuck back (un huh) back da back (un huh) Back da fuck back (un huh) back da fuck back (un huh) [Lil Wyte] Strolling in the club VIP automatically First three drinks are free as long as I get the bartender some green Walk back to my seat hoes are peeping me constantly Could it be the fact that I'm Wyte or I fucked off with the three Watch the puddie hit the flow up and down the puddie go All around the room there's puddie clubs about to overflow Holla at La Thunderoe tell him to put off some clothes Get down to the club it's crunk as fuck I know he'll pull some hoes Bottles popping everywhere too much dro is in the air Vision blurry from the crown and club and I don't really care All I need is another drank and mix there I'll have the bite XTC and long island iced tea will help a forgetless nite Damn lil momma super tight and all of her friends are looking bright All we need is a lil' more x and a hotel room and a bag of lite ingredients to live this life burning through the lavish layers I know i find plenty hoes when the club's crowded with some players [Chorus] [DJ Paul talking] Yea Hypnotize Minds we gone keep it gangsta Represent thugs and thugetts 3-6 hooootie-hooooo [DJ Paul] Mang I wish I could buy you boys what you really worth Turn around and sell you what you thank you worth I'd be a real nigga but to bad you wouldn't sell nigga Cause you a flodgin wants so bad to be a well nigga You swear on everything you pulled a millionaire lick Fall up in the club with no jewelsto prove this shit I ain't gotta brag on how much money y'all ain't got I make music for rich ass posts and that's that [Juicy J] I can make that thang wet like a sponge bob Wishin that she present I be standing man that's so hard We got all the haters in the club and they be so large Baby moma's all over ya boy so they be so hot I'm nothing like that M.C. but the ladies call me Hammerer When I'm in the Vet they say I'm known to be the Damager Juicy J the couple hour bangin bangin Standarler And I don't pump no hoes I fill my rubbers like you scavengers should [Chorus] [Lil Wyte] Its four o'clock and the club still poppin the party ain't stopping Juicy got some hoes from North North the toppin Topless they rockin concerned about yo pockets Knowin the karats poppin they eyes up out they sockets Watch them they sneaky I compare them to slinkies Stretch a hoe as far as she can go and she get my winkie Believe me I done been through it with these hoes And only 20 years old I see more putty than that I behold And ain't got shit for these chaces, pretty faces and straight bodies That be them bitches actin all ignorant ruining the party I need a ride or die all on my side that's always down to smoke When it's time to fuck I want her clothes to beat mine to the floor Take me by surprise make sure I keep my eyes on the prize Extra sweet southern style can't wait to get between them thighs C'mon baby let's go hit the room I know you won't regret We'll check out early leave the mattress soakin in a pool of sweat [Chorus] Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |