| Bitch you must be crazy, what you ever do for me
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| When I was broke, you wouldn’t even give me two for three
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| Now I’m on top of my money, I wish DJ Screw could see
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| Hustle 24−7, hoe that’s all I know
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| Purple with frosted flakes on it, yeah that’s all I blow
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| Hate to see me balling don’t ya, you are what I call my foe
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| You just be acting real, and you are not who I would call my bro
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| These niggas ain’t shit, in a commode though
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| Yeah he might be half a man, but he a whole hoe
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| Always need something, he remind me of my old hoe
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| I ain’t showing love, to none of y’all niggas no mo'
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| Matter fact, if they hating I’ma let em hate
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| I know I fed em, why they acting like they never ate
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| She don’t really fuck with me, she just trying to sell a plate
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| Hope you having fun with my homies, I ain’t gon' ever hate
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| The motto, is fuck you pay me
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| Hustle 24−7, never lazy
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| Rocking real diamond, no fugazi
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| And I never let a bitch nigga play me
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| The motto, is fuck you pay me
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| Get a bag, plus a bag on the daily
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| On that super loud, feeling real wavy
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| And I never let a bitch nigga, yeah yeah
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| These niggas, must of forgot
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| That I don’t need niggas, I’m Stevie Wonder to you
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| I can’t see ya nigga, me and you are not the same
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| I use to think you was real, but I guess you got me mayn
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| All up in the barbershop, gossiping like a he-bitch
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| What you got going, besides what’s going on with me bitch
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| Mad cause I won’t give em to ya, ain’t nothing for free bitch
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| When I came out my mama, you wasn’t with me bitch
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| All this hateful shit to say, about my new bitch
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| Tell the truth, you still wishing it was you bitch
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| Miss me so bad, you don’t know what to do bitch
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| Especially when your new nigga, bump my new shit
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| What they say about me, I shouldn’t give a fuck
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| Cause anytime, anywhere I’ll hit em up
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| They with they kids, somebody gon' have to pick em up
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| There he is there they go, somebody zip em up
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| This shit can’t be real, I guess it’s just a movie then
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| Cause I’d never let a bitch nigga, do me in
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| What you say you gon' do to me, go on do it then
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| I promise to God, I ain’t going out like that
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| I got it on me, ain’t gotta leave and come right back
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| The ambulance just left Mo City, it’s coming right back
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| They don’t know who they fucking with, I just can’t let em make it
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| Y’all gon' rob who, R.I.P. |
| soon as y’all try to take it
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| The motto, is fuck you pay me
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| Hustle 24−7, never lazy
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| Rocking real diamond, no fugazi
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| And I never let a bitch nigga play me
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| The motto, is fuck you pay me
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| Get a bag, plus a bag on the daily
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| On that super loud, feeling real wavy
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| And I never let a bitch nigga, yeah yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Play Me , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album No Love Boulevard, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп