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Million Dollar Play!
by Malice Keys
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One of my niggas gon drop him
He been playing with the digits
X'd out all the competition
Os are in my vision
See through all the fakes like silicon
They hiding inside titties
Please don't tell me you been celebrating my accomplishments
Only ones that's been behind me are a few accomplices
Need a signal I could shine in the air I need my bitch
When I touch it like a button she just said I flipped the switch
I'm not talking about a perc I'm popping beans in this bitch
I'm in the spleen of this bitch she start to creaming and shit
Hold on
I really can't make no mistakes
I'm at the bottom I'm tryna escape
These niggas like crabs in a barrel
Or slimey lil snakes
It's a jungle, a zoo we live in these days
They gon stare from a distance I'm feeling the gaze
Get stopped by the cops and my heart start to race
Just put on a mug cause I cannot be phased
These niggas emotions like seasons
I'm watching em change
Don't force the connection
Just stay out of range
I swear these niggas just make me sick
I been on go need a go kart bitch
That's means I need a ride or die chick
I need a freak that's gon drink my spit
Shooting up clubs like it's columbine bitch
One of my niggas gon drop him
He been playing with the digits
X'd out all the competition
Os are in my vision
See through all the fakes like silicon
They hiding inside titties
Please don't tell me you been celebrating my accomplishments
Only ones that's been behind me are a few accomplices
Need a signal I could shine in the air I need my bitch
When I touch it like a button she just said I flipped the switch
I'm not talking about a perc I'm popping beans in this bitch
I'm in the spleen of this bitch she start to creaming and shit
Hold on
I really can't make no mistakes
I'm at the bottom I'm tryna escape
These niggas like crabs in a barrel
Or slimey lil snakes
It's a jungle, a zoo we live in these days
They gon stare from a distance I'm feeling the gaze
Get stopped by the cops and my heart start to race
Just put on a mug cause I cannot be phased
These niggas emotions like seasons
I'm watching em change
Don't force the connection
Just stay out of range
I swear these niggas just make me sick
I been on go need a go kart bitch
That's means I need a ride or die chick
I need a freak that's gon drink my spit
Shooting up clubs like it's columbine bitch
