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NAV & Gunna - "Playa" (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NAV
NAV
Vocals
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
Andrew Franklin
Andrew Franklin
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Andrea De Bernardi
Andrea De Bernardi
Songwriter
AMIR ESMAILIAN
AMIR ESMAILIAN
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pro Logic
Pro Logic
Mixing Engineer
Alawais
Alawais
Producer
Prodbyace
Prodbyace
Co-Producer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mastering Engineer

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Rick Owen lens (player) Who there hoppin' out the Benz? (Player) Ooh, I'm fuckin' on her friends Two, I pull up with twins (slatt) Mink flow, she on her shins (player) Deep-throat, I'm goin' in (player) My crew done fucked all of her friends (player) We here so they know to come in Rich nigga stunts, let my bitch, spread the new 'Bach-'Bach truck Gunna, look what you did (look at it) Too many hoes to be showin' me too many love gettin' too much of this dick Too many shows, I been takin' too many drugs, I'm like, "Fuck it, I'm lit," Soon as I bust, told her, "Split" She looked at my face, like, "You son of a bitch" Mix Codeine and soda like cheese in the grits I told her come over, she wanna get hit I bend that shit over and stroke on my other hoe, lickin' her clit Player I'm in and out like a stitch My dick like a drug, get a fix Gave her a dub, but I'm far from a trick Throw that shit up and I swear I won't miss Rick Owen lens (player) Who there hoppin' out the Benz? (Player) Ooh, I'm fuckin' on her friends Two, I pull up with twins (slatt) Mink flow, she on her shins (player) Deep-throat, I'm goin' in (player) My crew done fucked all of her friends (player) We here so they know to come in Lost a few friends, but I made lots of Ms, so whatever, like, fuck it, I'm rich (I am) Too many bags I've been gettin', got too many hoes, I forgot that I hit Work when I want, but they pay me a lot every time that I put in a shift Price gettin' higher, but I still be pourin' a eight, every time that I sip (let's go) I hit the gas and I blow her a kiss Engine be talkin', my wrist got some lip (skrrt) My mama a Rover, I made my dad cry when I bought him a Benz (cry) Player, everythin' lit You hear my chains in my song when I'm poppin' my shit And I ain't DM her twice 'cause she answered me on the first time that I slid Bitches move funny, it ain't about money, I really don't care about it Keepin' it player, I'm never gon' change who I am just to front to a bitch Don't got no feelings and I see a heart every time that she bendin' it over Never gon' settle, my mind is gone with the wind, if I'm wifin' or blow her Rick Owen lens (player) Who there hoppin' out the Benz? (Player) Ooh, I'm fuckin' on her friends Two, I pull up with twins (slatt) Mink flow, she on her shins (player) Deep-throat, I'm goin' in (player) My crew done fucked all of her friends (player) We here so they know to come in
Writer(s): Andrew Franklin, Navraj Goraya, Sergio Kitchens, Bishop Grinnage, Jochem Blijkshof Van Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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