We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
Vans on and I'm skating to a check
Grinding on ya' bitch got her suckin' on my neck
Take her down like I was Chris
Private party and you know I'm on the f*cking list
I'm the one and only guest
Got her undressed
Leg to her shoulder
Open book but I told that bitch I'ma fold her
I ain't gone say the dick gone wake you up like Folgers
I'ma paint a picture like an artistic composer
Sat her down told her baby listen what I told ya'
Now I'm in her mouth like I'm check for her molar
Mad ass, cold shoulder like the
Himalayan
Lost cause when that bitch started f*ckin' playin'
Vans on so I parted, skatin', and I don't mean that a nigga started skating
Parting ways not just for a couple of days
Tired of all the games and sorry ass delays
I'm acting foul but she fine like the penalty pays
Gotta' keep it real, 'cause with the truth these niggas play
On her skin like these Florida sun rays
State of Florida where a nigga was born and raised
I'ma spit this shit home, home alone 850 ways
On fire I been set ablaze
Sunburn got you hot for a couple of days
In her mouth just like Lays nigga
Girl, she wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She keeps telling me
That she just want some D
And to chill and smoke some tree
She asks, well Sherpa what exactly does that f*cking mean?
I tell ya baby that's me
Come ride along on this eve and I can show you the scene
Girl, she wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
Marc Nick - Urban Playa Lyrics
Marc Nick - Urban Playa Lyrics
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We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
Vans on and I'm skating to a check
Grinding on ya' bitch got her suckin' on my neck
Take her down like I was Chris
Private party and you know I'm on the f*cking list
I'm the one and only guest
Got her undressed
Leg to her shoulder
Open book but I told that bitch I'ma fold her
I ain't gone say the dick gone wake you up like Folgers
I'ma paint a picture like an artistic composer
Sat her down told her baby listen what I told ya'
Now I'm in her mouth like I'm check for her molar
Mad ass, cold shoulder like the
Himalayan
Lost cause when that bitch started f*ckin' playin'
Vans on so I parted, skatin', and I don't mean that a nigga started skating
Parting ways not just for a couple of days
Tired of all the games and sorry ass delays
I'm acting foul but she fine like the penalty pays
Gotta' keep it real, 'cause with the truth these niggas play
On her skin like these Florida sun rays
State of Florida where a nigga was born and raised
I'ma spit this shit home, home alone 850 ways
On fire I been set ablaze
Sunburn got you hot for a couple of days
In her mouth just like Lays nigga
Girl, she wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She keeps telling me
That she just want some D
And to chill and smoke some tree
She asks, well Sherpa what exactly does that f*cking mean?
I tell ya baby that's me
Come ride along on this eve and I can show you the scene
Girl, she wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
Vans on and I'm skating to a check
Grinding on ya' bitch got her suckin' on my neck
Take her down like I was Chris
Private party and you know I'm on the f*cking list
I'm the one and only guest
Got her undressed
Leg to her shoulder
Open book but I told that bitch I'ma fold her
I ain't gone say the dick gone wake you up like Folgers
I'ma paint a picture like an artistic composer
Sat her down told her baby listen what I told ya'
Now I'm in her mouth like I'm check for her molar
Mad ass, cold shoulder like the
Himalayan
Lost cause when that bitch started f*ckin' playin'
Vans on so I parted, skatin', and I don't mean that a nigga started skating
Parting ways not just for a couple of days
Tired of all the games and sorry ass delays
I'm acting foul but she fine like the penalty pays
Gotta' keep it real, 'cause with the truth these niggas play
On her skin like these Florida sun rays
State of Florida where a nigga was born and raised
I'ma spit this shit home, home alone 850 ways
On fire I been set ablaze
Sunburn got you hot for a couple of days
In her mouth just like Lays nigga
Girl, she wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She keeps telling me
That she just want some D
And to chill and smoke some tree
She asks, well Sherpa what exactly does that f*cking mean?
I tell ya baby that's me
Come ride along on this eve and I can show you the scene
Girl, she wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
She wanna' come with us
She just tryna' f*ck
I'm just tryna' f*ck
So she know what's up
There ain't no cuddling up
Girl you cutting up
She can't get enough
So I beat it up
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
We some urban playas
Got the cake with the layers
Oakland shit without the Raiders
They be in ya' crib no Room Raiders
Writer: Devin Robbinson, Marcus Nickson
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