Lyrics:
the promo
Shouldn't've bothered from the start
'Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart
Yeah, just not the side that the beat is
devil quit playing with you
Uh oh they back again, bout
To spazz bout the Christ, on the track
Again on that hard
That that boy was on the track again
light up the night (Night)
Whats my name again (Hold up)
You serious
Quit playing with me (Ayyyyye)
This game ain't my type (Ayyyyye)
Once I make it there
on the go
Spread your legs on my bed then told the other boy I'm just a bro
Now that's crazy talk that's a crazy hoe
I can never stop I'm way too wavy with it
(You are playing with my heart)
Baby don't be mad o
You're playing with my heart o
Yeah your boy Lyrics
Like D'banj baby why me (Why me o)
Wetin I do you
Quit playing with my heart
You're tearing it apart
My baby uyajola
Boy you keep playing like Zola
Sthandwa sami
Quit playing with my heart
You're
drop shit
Quit playing with a nigga like me
Cause I don't got none but time
I hear these boys saying that they dissing
I don't really hear them spitting
I'm at the top of my game
I'm at the top of this world
I'm over here spreading my name
Deep in the mud with the pearls
None of my actions are coming
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
F-your
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
Fuck your
in
Once again it's an all out scrap
Keep your hands on ya gat, now ya boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with
strapped
Keep ya hands on ya gat
Now your boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with the best and the
Vest couldn't help ya
Boy comin through and that Moe steady slidin
In a three we, comin down bumper fall
Steady ballin
Haters steady callin my name
I'm in this game with
Chillin with my partna screw
Fixin to give it to this boy
Goin flip his tounge
Man go on, go on, go strong
(Big Moe)
Heeeeeaaaaa yeaaaaaaaah
Im gonna bring
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit, 'fore you lose your jaw
S-L-A-be that's on my life, we ready for war
Who gon represent for Texas,
Boys be boys
(Can't live with them, can't live without them)
Boys be boys
(Never can make them change)
Boys be boys
(Always playing boyish games)
Let
Yeah
Riding round the city getting litty with my n****s and a couple of bitches that ain't you
Yeah
Quit playing games with my heart, for you tear this
won't you go away?
Okay, that's not fair! That's not fair
You're playing with my heartstrings
Because I'm mad at you, you're
Being mean to me, but I like
People won't bump the shit that You drop nigga you ain't hot
But took a shot and low and Behold the plan unfolds
Fuck playing society's games
Man that shit
I’m with tonight
I gotta Level Up
Don’t play around
I gotta Level Up
I’ll shut this game down
I gotta Level Up
Quit wasting my time, I don’t got all
in
Once again it's an all out scrap
Keep your hands on ya gat, now ya boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with
care
I'm a backstreet boy with some bleach blonde hair
If you hear about a party then I want to be there
I said I must be there
If you hear about a party
looking for in a wife
You still playing games
But like I said, it's alright
I'm sure I'm gonna have you by the end of the night
Have you on lock
But I'll
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