Chorus (A group of people):
Fuck a wanna be BITCH
Playa Fly you remember to say hello to your great Granny
Fuck, fuck a wanna be BITCH
Playa Fly you remember to say hello to your great Granny
Fuck a wanna be BITCH
(Playa Fly)
It be lizamin` [lamer] than what`cha claimin` you lames ain`t spookin` me
I`m choosin` to stand alone on my own, me and B.A.B.
And backed up by Billy C, H, and I to the double L
And brothers like Mark and Tally whose minds haven`t slipped and fell
By placin` me on the scale, and weighin` me by the P
You will see that I`m full of P to the T ain`t no G in me
A fella from S.P.V., Fly for fuckin` a wanna be
I.B.N. who you fuckin` with, so your shit in it I will be
I`m packin`, attackin`, meanwhile those bosses be mackin`
And Mister Crim lookin` grim, from the way you wanna bes actin`
Intelligence you be lackin`, not a lizick [lick] of common sense
Super duper and neutral and to the future and past tense
Lil` Flizy ain`t hookin`, Fly ain`t smokin` or none of that
Even though you be lookin` and placin` jackins upon my back
I keep my pimpin` intact and lay my facts upon the table
And fuck a wanna be who live in violatin` labels bitch
Chorus
(Playa Fly)
Now that Fly got your attention, mane sit and listen to what I say
I mention a situation we facin` in everyday
The shit that I start to see, it just don`t agree with me
Imitatin` a person that play the shit well that`s new to me
The bottom a Playa be, I`m found on a higher ground
The sound I be puttin` down, a playa make words around
I`m sportin` a sippin` crown clown, peep the five or six
Seven where I`m dwellin`, so from heaven fillin` up to this
On my way past number nine, higher than a Funkytown
What you thinkin` I thought it and now you ballin` without a dime
Your mind is all in a bind, you`re blizind [blind] leading the blind
Overdose of this Holy dope that I blow will leave you behind
So go catch up with your kind, cuz my kind don`t wanna be
playa hated, associated by bustas who envy me
The B double O, N, E, man you peep? They be under you
I, B, N, they be in the house, I know that you want it too
Chorus
(Playa Fly)
Many suckas be flockin`, bigger bustas be mockin`
Ask me why when I`m high, your mega shit I be stompin`
Start you bustas to rockin`, cuz I`m bumpin` what`s in me
Ain`t no flockin` or fakin` or devil tradin`, just pimpin`
I be spittin` to bitches and other niggas who itchin`
For this here Playa Fly dissin`, hoe on your ear you will listen
So now you will nizzow [know] about these lyrics I flizow [flow]
When all the P let me gizow [go], so Fly can fire up this hizzow [hoe]
B, A, B what you see?
(Bab)
Alot of nothin` but wanna bes
Claimin` titles and I know they disrespectin` authority
(Playa Fly)
Want a bitch they ignorin` you from the way they adorin` Fly
Many suckas who knowin` me claim they flowin` it makes me cry
You try me if you wanna try, but Lil` Fly will never lose
Have you cussin`, and fussin`, all in the dust and singin` the blues
Bill Chill only real with you, Allah who we rollin` with
And Bone, and Will Chill, Carlos P., FUCK A WANNA BE BITCH
Chorus til` fade
