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Too Playa Song Lyrics
Too Playa by Migos [Intro: Quavo]
Yeah (DJ Durel)
The way we put this sh*t together, you know what I mean?
Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean?
I got this man on the saxophone
You know what I mean, he blowing them keys
You know we keep keys the right way, you dig?
The way we put this Culture sh*t together
It’s like a new wave, generation way
Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho, woo

[Verse 1: Quavo]
She f*ck with the gang (gang), she f*ck with the team
She like to do percocets, then I put her on lean (yeah)
She got little perky breasts (perky), I put a little ice on the flex
She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, yeah
Don’t look at that skeleton too long, might drown (swim, swim)
My nigga got felonies, let him out right now (woo, ay)
I’m in Miami like a Zoe Pound (yeah yeah)
Call a Zoey dollar jet ski, water clowns
Wrist spending tabs, finna spaz, finna spaz
Niggas spending fast (spinning), 150 cash, 50 cash
Yeah, large (yeah), y’all nigga talk too hard (talk, talk)
We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards (chop)
Fish bowl same size, fish tank, yeah (yeah)
Big bank same size as his bank, yeah (yeah)
My b**ch way better than his b**ch, yeah (fo sho)
We too playa (yeah), we too, we too playa (playa)
Yeah, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa (clean)
Yeah, we too playa (woo), yeah, we too playa (playa)
Woo, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa
Ay, we too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Chorus: Quavo]
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah
All this watered down, might could sell it to a whale, yeah
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Play a circle down my first squad, but you already knew that
Nigga claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that
Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a Tru tat
Whole crew got a Tru chain, lay it back, now I move same
100 thousand in a blue flame, cross a nigga like a spiritual
Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal
Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark
Black Patek Philippe, motherf*ckers like Armor-All
Ok, now all in all, got it from wall to wall
Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall
sh*tting on niggas subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy
Hard top crews, no Kennedy, she’ll pay cash, no penalty

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Marble all my floors, blue strip on my rolls
If the money fold, that mean the dope ain’t sold
I like it straight, the men ain’t gotta debate
Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face
The way these hoes like to film a nigga, Lorenz Tate
I won’t even let you film a nigga without seeing tape
Yeah, that’s my brother, work, but I gotta play harder
Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters

[Chorus: Quavo]
Said I got a big bank same size as his bank, yeah
My b**ch way better than his b**ch, yeah
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
I am a player, and no, I ain’t playing fair
Swear they shaking like some dreads
Oh, that mean we got ’em scared
Look up at your man’s head, tell me what color that dot is
Dot on his head is red, get popped for some sh*t that your brother did
I love my mama, never change, your honor
So I gotta let his mama live
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner, make him vanish, David Copperfield
Came in the game and was independent
They was screaming out that we ain’t got a deal
Said I ain’t playing, this the face I make
When I call my plug and he ain’t got a sell
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I’m outta here
Open the door when they got in there
Quiet, I pick up the silencer
Shoot it up to the an*logist
Ballin’, but they keep callin’ us
And ain’t no stoppin’ us, try to see the apocalypse

[Chorus: Quavo]
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Verse 5: Offset]
New Moncler, throwin’ salt on a playa
Save the salt for the snails
Or the rocks in my ear
Put you in the Bentley, brand new Selena
She a bad b**ch, I seen her
I’m flooded, call FEMA
I do it the best, I am too playa to stress
Drip like the mayor, more or less
I like your b**ch, I caress
Dry down the stick nigga, hush
Codeine syrup a must
Wraith with the peppermint guts
He sweet, he keep holding nuts
Your b**ch is a throwaway mutt