Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Play Too Much (feat. Young Bari & Roach), artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 14.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Play Too Much (feat. Young Bari & Roach) |
This is an emergency tempo has reached critical level |
Yeah 40 in this motherfucker |
We got Young Bari in this thang you understand that |
We got my nigga Young Stanley Roach Gigz nigga |
You feel finna show up and show out on you bitch ass niggas man |
You nigga play too much betta listen up man look |
Called up ya friends up on facebook the lense is missing |
If I take my jewelry to cash for gold I’ll probably get a million |
Kept it a trillion we went out the trenches of cali |
The flat lands and the alleyways we play with them AKs |
The monsters they raised up out the V I’m a boss |
I start havin steak and lobster with hollandaise sauce |
Growing up in that new thang that Louboutin truck |
Hella pea in that butter they say I play too much |
I see more keys than a Janitor pack more tools than a carpenter |
Your bitch want me in her mouth like I’m a throat lozengers |
We fucked on her mama’s couch nothing proper |
Ratchet little chick I let her slobber |
I proposed to my street sign when I was 9 |
I don’t see her as much as I used to but she still mine |
I am the ghetto what you thought rewind |
Bitch my ghetto past can never be declined |
Fuckin with it I’m in it to win it like it’s the pin it skys the limit |
I’m doing this shit independent |
The landlord not the tenant thinkin bout runnin for senate reinvent it |
Been doing this shit for a minute |
I ain’t gotta say too much caz I’m a real man they play |
You play too much, stop playin wit me playin wit me |
We play too much stop playin with me playin wit me |
I play too much, stop playin wit me playin |
Y-O-UNG B-A-RI is who I be |
I’d rather be no one else |
And before I love her amma love myself |
So clean but the girls say I’m dangerous |
I give yoy numbers to hit they left overs to us |
I done been there done that so run that |
Why you wanna play with me where the tongue at |
You going respect this here I don’t need you |
Ari ari my dear I live with no fear I live with no doubts |
Follow a real one you takin the wrong route |
You hurting you never hurting me |
I’m who you wanna see, who you wanna be |
I don’t know what it is but they loving me |
I’m never new to this true to this G.O.D |
I’m south san fransis I ain’t gotta say man you know what it is |
I ain’t playing with em with em and I think I’m bout to trip |
40 my big homie man we handle biz |
Ay unc this shit bump |
All the bubba gump selling drugs on the stump |
I’m a player and they play too much |
Last one in the room neva say too much |
Pretty as a flower a bouquet a bunch |
I wake up and hussle before ya daily blunt |
I ain’t acting mulla only thing on my medulla |
Hallelujah I’ll school I teach ya how to get it |
I don’t even need the credit forget |
Don’t sweat all gas in the fast lane fly Bay shit |
And they lookin like a crash plane or a wreck train |
I’m one of a kind poking out like a neck vein |
Stay here forever like a fuckin cement name |
Gun Bay repin move with a message the bullshit can’t still me |
Peace and love I’m a hippy all gin no whiskey like freshwater pussy |
Don’t go where’s it’s fishy hit it one time now this hoe wanna miss me |
You playin I’m saying I’m 25 up all night Benny style |
Lookin for a betty Booper or Jezzy and the fuckin troops |