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Three 6 Mafia - We Ain't Playin' lyrics
[Chorus] We ain't playin wit you ho, we ain't playin wit ya We ain't playin wit you ho, we ain't playin wit ya We ain't playin wit you ho, we ain't playin wit ya You violatin, hatin niggas we will kill my friend (Gangsta Boo) Tell me, tell me why you, why you wanna come against da Boo I'll be, I'll be ready to take the world world coming soon To an end, make a nigga bend, take up out yo shit Spin yo Benz round and round again circles on you tricks Ms. Bitch, Gangsta Boo, whateva call it how it come If you come the wrong way at you baby come a gun (pow pow!) Smokin' bitch why you at my crib you know how it go I don't fuck with you no more than after parties at a show Diamonds on my wood as I take yo hood straight through a storm BHZ my hood nigga known for makin' bitches run Tell yo folk, get yo bitches, I...hate you like I hate the f- I be getting hi... tryin to level out you bitches I... Still gonna keep it real, still gonna get a deal Still got my niggas looking trill with the gold grill Dirty Dirty south represent it mothafuckin baby Gangsta Boo da lady represent the hypnotize baby [Chorus] - repeat 2X (Gangsta Boo) Whatchu wanna do with this Do you wanna see me get buck with the quick-en-ess Put it down on you clowns fast Is you wit it bitch, be da past bitch I'm the only bitch that's doin it, baller hat fit On my head, is you wit it mane Cardial frames on my face, can you dig it mane Let you down mane like a pilot in a crashing plane I'm da main bitch in da click, bringin plenty pain [what a damn shame] Brought da flame to da hydro, hit it hit it slow Wanna 'bow, watch da water flow, blew up in this ho Tryin to tell you what you wanna know Now you fuckin knows like a pro, is you wit it though, yeah you wit it Baby lady in da s-ski getting money You be looking real bummy, kinda dummy You think I wont leave you bloody and muddy Real chick from da southside of da uni-verse [Chorus] - repeat 2X (Koopsta Knicca) For you niggas with that anna, actin if you got some drama Ask up, my dick right in you bitches baby mommas See what ??? up da butt or will I kill da other bitch What kinda skinny tell me can I flex and kick it Since you think I'm jokin now you tryin to pull you blow Once you waste the freaky slut the first thing they gon say is 'What?' Oh how you get da chewin so to me it's just ridiculous With the tat RIP on her tity, fuck that nigga was he an escape convict Shit let me hit it got yo peep out for da stab I fuck her like a boxer what and wet ya wit an upper-cut and then a jab and I ain't playin why you have some babies by dem hos Was he walk straight on my porch or did he go straight out the window Was cold, Oh no, blast that ?tec? and made her holla I be swingin at a bitch like a nigga tryin to hit at pinada Screamin 'stop it' take my dick up out her clit We be chattin in yo face and be laughin like we never did shit [Chorus] - repeat 'til fade |
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