(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 Thechevy, 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