Spice 1 Lyrics
Spice 1 Lyrics
"Playa Man Lyrics"
Raindrop Lyrics
I feel it around me I feel like a raindrop I feel we're all washed out burnt out I think it's a shame I feel like we're dying on the needs of the people today I feel like screaming at the world I know it's a game called Insecurity Insecure I feel like racing the wind I feel like
I feel it around me I feel like a raindrop I feel we're all washed out burnt out I think it's a shame I feel like we're dying on the needs of the people today I feel like screaming at the world I know it's a game called Insecurity Insecure I feel like racing the wind I feel like
Chorus: Spice 1
Can you love a playa man
Can you love a playa man
Can you love a playa man baby
Can you really love a playa man
[Spice 1]
I twirl the wheel of my caddy with my middle finger
Bellin' up out the hooptie mobbin' with my pants sagin'
I smokin' on some of that Crush nasty with a G limp
It's the born to die the S-P-I
Playa status since an OG since Lee High
Sportin' a G hat with the short brim
Mr. giggity-gangsta hustler baller
Whatever you wanna calla
Straight playa up in this game
Puttin it down for all ya haters
Killin' ?m softly raisin' ?m off me
I've Done Everything For You Lyrics
HEY! Well this one way love-affair, it ain't fair It ain't no kind of fair to me It's all give and take, and you just take And I can't take it, you see And I'm givin' up on love this time Me and my friends, we'll do just fine because {Chorus} I've done everything for you
Keepin' it real so they can't fade me
Up in the 9-sick
I kick back and roll a Vega up
Rollin with the Hennesy
Champaign and Remmy up in my cup
Livin' like a baller but I'm still a G
Soakin up game in the East Bay street
Stackin that fetti S-P-I-C-E
Chorus
[Spice 1]
The game is deeper than Atlantis
So homie don't go in the water without your harpoon
You swimmin' at your own risk
Cuz in the bay ain't no parana
But you can get your body ate up
When you get to flossin up in that Lexus potna
Look what the tied washed in
That's what the people say
Spiggity One str
Straight out the water
Finna wet you up and leave your body soaked with some of that redrum
So come on, come one and come on dem all
And watch them bodies fall
S-P-I-C-E comin' with that hard to kill a blow!
Smile in your face all the while they wanna take your place
I was strapped with a gun case
But now I'm back out on the paper chase
Spittin' ?m game
And I'm usin' my mouth piece like Ron O'Neil
The G from back in the day
They always say I spit the real
Keepin' these haters out of my pockets
And always watchin' my spine
The role of a playa is force
Chorus
[Spice 1]
S-P-I-C-E be stackin fetti fetti
See I be stackin' ballin'
Since way way back in the day
The bay area
My play area
Ain't no crips or bloods
But if you cross game then I'm gone carry ya
Up out the gangsta party quicker than you can think
Rolexes upon the wrist and diamonds on the pinky playa
Poppin' the cork on champaign
Hundred dollars a bottle
We roll in benzes and coups as if we won Lotto
Don't let me hear you talk bad about a playa name
Cuz if you get your scratch on haters gone do the same
Chorus
HEY! Well this one way love-affair, it ain't fair It ain't no kind of fair to me It's all give and take, and you just take And I can't take it, you see And I'm givin' up on love this time Me and my friends, we'll do just fine because {Chorus} I've done everything for you
Keepin' it real so they can't fade me
Up in the 9-sick
I kick back and roll a Vega up
Rollin with the Hennesy
Champaign and Remmy up in my cup
Livin' like a baller but I'm still a G
Soakin up game in the East Bay street
Stackin that fetti S-P-I-C-E
Chorus
[Spice 1]
The game is deeper than Atlantis
So homie don't go in the water without your harpoon
You swimmin' at your own risk
Cuz in the bay ain't no parana
But you can get your body ate up
When you get to flossin up in that Lexus potna
Look what the tied washed in
That's what the people say
Spiggity One str
Pop Life Lyrics
What's the matter with your life Is the poverty bringing U down? Is the mailman jerking U 'round? Did he put your million dollar check In someone else's box? Tell me, what's the matter with your world Was it a boy when U wanted a girl? (Boy when u wanted a girl) Don't U know straig
ight OG up out the dirty bayWhat's the matter with your life Is the poverty bringing U down? Is the mailman jerking U 'round? Did he put your million dollar check In someone else's box? Tell me, what's the matter with your world Was it a boy when U wanted a girl? (Boy when u wanted a girl) Don't U know straig
Straight out the water
Finna wet you up and leave your body soaked with some of that redrum
So come on, come one and come on dem all
And watch them bodies fall
S-P-I-C-E comin' with that hard to kill a blow!
Smile in your face all the while they wanna take your place
I was strapped with a gun case
But now I'm back out on the paper chase
Spittin' ?m game
And I'm usin' my mouth piece like Ron O'Neil
The G from back in the day
They always say I spit the real
Keepin' these haters out of my pockets
And always watchin' my spine
The role of a playa is force
Princess Carwash Lyrics
hand it up sailor your flag ship it burns and it burns and it burns you tool the straight road you just missed the turn you're out of gas out of gas put on the red shoes a white knuckle ride she's been denied deep inside and i've got a crack whore's dreams upon my tail sweet love for sale lo
nd still looks out for minehand it up sailor your flag ship it burns and it burns and it burns you tool the straight road you just missed the turn you're out of gas out of gas put on the red shoes a white knuckle ride she's been denied deep inside and i've got a crack whore's dreams upon my tail sweet love for sale lo
Chorus
[Spice 1]
S-P-I-C-E be stackin fetti fetti
See I be stackin' ballin'
Since way way back in the day
The bay area
My play area
Ain't no crips or bloods
But if you cross game then I'm gone carry ya
Up out the gangsta party quicker than you can think
Rolexes upon the wrist and diamonds on the pinky playa
Poppin' the cork on champaign
Hundred dollars a bottle
We roll in benzes and coups as if we won Lotto
Don't let me hear you talk bad about a playa name
Cuz if you get your scratch on haters gone do the same
Chorus