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Shawty Lo

Play Wit Dis

 

Play Wit Dis

(album: Im Da Man 4 - 2013)


[Hook:]
I play with this shit, I play with this shit
I play with this shit, I play with this shit
I play with this shit, yeah, I play with this shit
Ain't no rapper, no I play with this shit
Bricks in the wrapper, yeah, yeah come and get this shit
I play with this shit, I play with this shit
I play with this shit, I play with this shit
I play with this shit, I play with this shit
I blow that cash like a fan, bitch
Oh, that's your hoe? I played that bitch

[Verse 1:]
Me and my crew don't abide by rules
Pull up and I'm switching like a motherfucking fool, yeah
Hit the dials on these motherfuckers, true
And I ain't spend a dime, still walk right through
Coupes and champagne for the whole campaign
'Cause you know it's understood, don't have to be explained
You niggas assed-out, looking for attention
If you want some answers, just meet me in the kitchen
Okay, meet me at tailor, only if you ready
You can't have no belly, and you can't be smelling
She's a bad bitch, don't ever catch a case
She took her shoes off, man, why her feet stink?

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I play with this shit, I stay with this shit
Got a bag full of money, I'll pay for that bitch
If she get it on later I'll wait for that bitch
But I ain't finna got on no date with that bitch
I'm on Earth but I'm off ground
It was your hoe, but you're mine now
Got a town car and a town house
Got the cars kicking like a roundhouse
If the bitch ain't bad can't mate with her
I ain't finna watch Ricky Lake with her
I ain't finna cook no steak for her
See, she ate niggas' dicks like a steak dinner
Got a jaw-full full of raw fours
And I'll bust ya, I don't toss 'em
So I had ad a skull-full, but on the muscle
I had cost up to a...
Got big nuts like a ape, nigga
I'm a gambling man, I break niggas
But I remember back in '98, nigga
Had the trigger charge dropped, out the freight, nigga
I'm the Trap God and I'm up, nigga
But I ain't straight 'til I get a whole cake, nigga
Need a hundred bars, that's a hundred mill'
Y'all fuck niggas holding no weight, nigga

[Hook]

done

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