Playas Ball T.I. (Ft. Snoop Dogg)

[Intro: T.I.]
Uh, hmm, okay

[Chorus: T.I.]
Now when the players in the house, we gon' turn shit out
Like you came home not guilty on all counts
Keep some drink in your cup and a joint in your mouth
You bet not do no goofy shit, caught out there running your mouth
Boy, this the playa ball, uh, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, little bitch you're welcomed to the playa ball
Yeah (Alright)
Yeah (Well, alright)
Uh, hah

[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm blowing reefer in the ride, Mike Jackson the vibe
With a pretty young thing on the passenger side
The forty-five in the cut, in case nigga nut up
Police get behind me, I'ma pass it to her
Mink coat to the floor since I did it with Puff
Showed a lot of y'all what getting it was
Hey listen, ain't no sense in getting in your feeling, lil' cuz
'Cause I don't wanna drag you out the building, lil' cuz
Plus, I think she just spiked my drink 'cause I'm feeling a buzz
Enjoying the high, don't you go to blowing it now
Come from a long line of players, generation in my DNA
Pull up to the playa ball like I'm at the VMA
In a stingaling color of a hundred dollar bill face
Diamonds over cash, mil, twice as much as last year
I see your bitch using on me, tell her bring her ass here
You know how it goes
Stick to the G code, she chose, yeah, uh (Yeah)
Stick to the G code, she chose, yeah (Yeah)
Heh, you know how it goes
Stick to the G code, she chose (Yeah)