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Quentin Miller

Don't_Play

 

Don't_Play


Yeah
Oh-oh woah nah
Oh nah, nah nah nah

Sexy, sexy
I ain't gotta play with it
I'ma sit back and watch you play with it
Where the bitches, where the party at?
Where the bitches, where the party at? (Uh)
I'm the reason you get nasty
Gotta know who you really fuck with (Uh)
Who you call up when you be wilding
Who you call up when you wanna link up
And when you tryna get naughty

You never thought you'd be trading places
You know who your secrets really safe with
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah

I'm from the banks
I'm from the West and your hands down
Sticking your tongue looking back at it (Back now)
I'm Randy Savage coming off the top ropes (Pin you down)
Pin you down, make you tap out (Tap out)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, uh)
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, uh)
Ayy

Who gon' love you better than I do?
Who else gon' beat it up like I do?
Looking for that one, this is it like Michael
They try to block your shine, key word "try to"
Forever fail
Hit that spot from anywhere, I know it very well
Head game is head-over-heels
Her ex-dude was left in his feels, let's be for real
He was on your never on your level to begin at
You could do better, with me you did that, yeah
I'm in your stomach, I'm where your ribs at
You try and run from it, I pull you right back, ayy
Real estate in your thoughts, I'm posting up
I'm looking to hold you down not hold you up
Wake 'em up so the neighbors know it's us
And I ain't stopping 'til you bust, that's a must
No, for real

You never thought you'd be trading places
You know who your secrets really safe with
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah

I'm from the banks
I'm from the West and your hands down
Sticking your tongue looking back at it (Back now)
I'm Randy Savage coming off the top ropes (Pin you down)
Pin you down, make you tap out (Tap out)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, uh)
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, uh)

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