Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't Nobody Playin', artist - Jaguar Wright. Album song Denials Delusions And Decisions, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Ain't Nobody Playin' |
Two months prior you said you had a dire emergency |
It was 1: 30, my face was all dirty trying to get some sleep |
Head still whirling, throw on my shearing leave my man home |
Two dots yes I’m coming, yes my car is running, hang up my cell phone |
By the time I arrived you was deep about five like you had beef |
And then you tried to step and told me that I slept like you was cock deez |
It was all about some niggaz that you thought was jigga |
Who was digging me and I told you after that day we ain’t cool baby, so |
Whatcha think this a game ain’t no bo dy playing |
Thought I told you before, don’t knock on my door |
I was trying to be nice for your own advice |
Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out |
I was kinda thrown head was kinda blown but I’m not blue |
Lost a couple friends once or twice before, I’m still cool |
Then you tried to flex like you were the next bitch who you trying to fool |
You just another girl from the avenue who graduated school |
Now you wanna be down after you tried to clown me baby doll |
But ain’t no future in fronting and frontiers |
Don’t hang around with me at all |
And now I make my music got me some new dick and I’m doing fine |
And I’m still real ghetto and I still kick your black behind |
Whatcha think this a game ain’t no bo dy playing |
Thought I told you before, don’t knock on my door |
I was trying to be nice for your own advice |
Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out |
Whatcha think this a game ain’t no bo dy playing |
Thought I told you before, don’t you come knockin' on my door |
I was trying to be nice for your own advice |
Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out |
Yo, I’m ringing the phone two in the a.m. rudely awaken |
Dreaming deep concentration hazy |
She really couldn’t peep what they was saying |
At first all I know was Jag really wasn’t playing at all |
She left calming to speak to the John |
Got the Jaguar double parked, blinkers is on |
Head pulled back sneakers is on |
Yo I don’t know what sis told her |
But she bout' to get a beatin' performed |
She grabbing all up on her shirt tugging on her slacks |
Jag tried to go in the grill I had to hold her back |
Cool her out try to tell her to chill, lower the thermostat |
You a star no need for you to stoop as low as that boy |
Scrapping over men is best avoided |
And a real lady would never confess to doing it |
She said I’m ganstar don’t let the dress confuse you |
The only things sweet is the music, it’s really not a game |
Whatcha think this a game ain’t no bo dy playing |
Thought I told you before, don’t knock on my door |
I was trying to be nice for your own advice |
Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out |
Whatcha think this a game |
Thought I told you before |
I was trying to be nice |
Ooh girl you don' did it now |
Really, really, really did it now watch out, watch out |
Watch out, watch out |
Watch out, watch out |
Watch out, watch out |