Eightball and mjg playerz night out lyrics

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  

  

 Yeah you know where I'm headin fool  

 Straight to the nigga with the herbs I gotta smoke a spliff  

 so I can calm my nerves  

 Full of yak  

 But a nigga ain't drunk yet  

 Waitin on a beep from this hoe I just met  

 She's a star so I gotta get her put the mack down tight  

 so I know I'm gonna hit her  

 Split her, then get up and leave the hoe bitter  

 cuzz I play her like myself does not want to get her  

 Its still kinda early and I'm losing my buzz  

 Stop by the crib smoke a spliff in the hot tub  

 MJG is in the den gettin chwed on  

 that nigga must be drunk he still got his shoes on  

 I gotta broad in the kitchen cookin steaks  

 I'm puttin on my clothes and I'm bout to hit the highway  

 I got to get out this muthafuckin house so I can splurge  

 on this playerz night out  

  

 Chorus:x2  

  

 Verse 4: MJG  

  

 Ahhh Shit  

 Just got hit with a heavy quantity of bud  

 hit the chevy, as I flip to the mall scopin out the bitches  

 on the strip  

 Shorts glued down to they hips  

 gotta a special kinda cup for my cognac  

 Cuzz I lean back, take a sip, and show these hoes where my love at  

 ridin down the avenue followin a stranga  

 Stack it to the wall as I fire up another blunt  

 MJG druker than a muthafuckin fish with thirty-seven bitches in my dick  

 I got another destination ain't no use in chillin wit these hoes  

 cuzz bitches want riches  

 And I  

 Being the type of hustler that I am really don't give a god damn  

 B-U-S-I-N-E-double S is what I'm all about  

 Put'em in a middle of a playaz night out  

  

 (singing in the back)x2  

 just a G  

 just a Pimp  

  

 Chorus:x2