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(music plays in back)
Chorus(singing)
O oh o o oh o oh it's the playerz night
O oh o o oh o oh it's the players night
Verse 1: eightball
I'm just loungin coolin maxin in the studio
Drankin on the yak smokin fat mac indo
Five o droptop watermelon flip flop
Put her to the floor and watch how fast that ass drop
Oh my god the sun is out i feel like ridin g (mjg meet me up at
Pressure world),
Alright nigga(mjg-peace nigga)
Pull up at pressure world blowin on the fat one
I'm cool with everyone but still pack a fat gun
I gotta meet my nigga mjg ya know
He said he got the hook up with a couple of west memphis hoes
Verse 2: mjg
Two hoes takin off they clothes
Given up they mouth to the pimps of the house
Got seveteen dollars in my tank and i think if the hoes wanna have
Dranks
But we ain't cuzz we can't waste time on a hotcap
Shit like ridin with a bitch all in my lap
I got pimp shit planned for the nine-fo
How the fuck you figure i coming through the front door
Roll me spliff with the tip up to my mouth
Fire dat bitch up cuzz its players night out
Chorus: x2
Verse 3: eightball