| Chorus: Thrill Da Playa
|
| So let’s head down the avenue
|
| And before you leave drop the top
|
| Jay got the ride with the bowling-ball bang
|
| 2500 dollars a rock!
|
| On the set it be Benz’s, Beamers
|
| A whole lotta guys with loot
|
| 'Cause nothin' better than spendin' cash
|
| And catchin' girls in them dukes
|
| But one thing about the set, baby
|
| You know it’s gon' be hype
|
| It be plenty of food and plenty of fun
|
| ]From afternoon till late at night! |
| Uhh!
|
| Jumped in my ride, headed for the set
|
| You know the 'ave, where all the girls sweat
|
| Hit the switch, turn my CD on
|
| Toni Braxton; |
| another sad love song
|
| Right out my garage
|
| With my Rolex chain on, 'cause yo, it’s time to flauge
|
| But before I hit the scene
|
| I go to Johnny for shinin' so I can get my car cleaned
|
| And got a wash with the hurry-up
|
| Paid the man, and put a lil' somethin' in the tip-cup
|
| Then off goes my pager —
|
| It’s one of my boys! |
| Oh yeah, what a life-saver!
|
| But then it started goin' off again
|
| I hope it’s my boy, but nope, it’s my girlfirend
|
| But I ain’t gon' call her back
|
| 'Cause she’ll start to trip when I tell her where I’m headed at
|
| And I came faster than a whirl
|
| A whole strip of cars and fly big-booty girls
|
| Oh yeah, you can bet
|
| That ya' boy ain’t gon' miss the set!
|
| Nightfall begin to slumber
|
| Saw this real fly girl, so I gave the nymp' my beeper number
|
| And the ol' girl was talkin' right
|
| So I hooked up somethin' for a lil' later on tonight
|
| Then a Bronco rolled by
|
| And then, everybody on the set —
|
| And (??) for a minute
|
| It was the place to be, and you can best believe I was in it
|
| But it was time to hit the freeway
|
| Called up B, and Daddy Black on the 3-way
|
| To find out where the haps at
|
| They said at the old club where we used to play craps at
|
| True, that’s how the day went
|
| A whole lot of fun, and not one life spent
|
| Just chillin' with the crew
|
| On a deep part of the avenue! |