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Play Too Much
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Cash Kidd
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Ayy, mmm-mmm Ayy, mmm-mmm Ayy, mmm-mmm Ayy Mmm, playin' with the sh*t, ayy Blew a check, still playin' with the sh*t, ayy Got it back, still playin' with the sh*t Old homeless-a** n***a, what, you stayin' with the b*t*h? Mmm, playin' with the sh*t, ayy You can tell who really playin' with the sh*t, ayy You broke as hell, you ain't playin' with the sh*t Pillow talkin' on the players while you layin' with the b*t*h, mmm I heard my name in rooms that I ain't been in, mmm They runnin' off with sh*t that I invented, mmm You gotta show that a** and all them t**ties 'Cause you cannot rap, that's all facts, you all gimmicks, mmm I'm a big dog in my division, mmm I'm a big boss and y'all pigeons, mmm Bird-a** hoes with no vision I got up off my a** and I made my own millions Broke-a** n***a, I could tell you a dub Rich-a** b*t*h, I wear Chanel in the tub PWS, I'm a player with a snub Drop a thirty in that b*t*h, it ain't no snare in that drum Call out sh*t, you can tell when I c*m Get the head, thеn I dip, keep it player when I'm done, ayy I'm with thе sh*ts, ayy, want all of it I'm a superstar, but I hang with players and the thugs Mmm, playin' with the sh*t, ayy Blew a check, still playin' with the sh*t, ayy Got it back, still playin' with the sh*t Old homeless-a** n***a, what, you stayin' with the b*t*h? Mmm, playin' with the sh*t, ayy You can tell who really playin' with the sh*t, ayy You broke as hell, you ain't playin' with the sh*t Pillow talkin' on the players while you layin' with the b*t*h, mmm I can tell n***as sick, huh (Mmm) Feel like I'm homeless, I be layin' with them sticks, sh*t (For real) Ayy, spent your whole advance on my wrist (Ayy) Woke up early in the morning to some eggs, toast, and grits (Ayy) Where the f**k is my meat? Hell wrong with this b*t*h? (Ayy) Shoppin' for new tools, got your ho on my list, ayy Easter egg hunt, shells post by his fence, ayy Pull out, knock his power out, the pole got a switch, hold up No more responding, I'ma catch him, n***a know we slide When them bald-heads hit him, he ain't Jody mama Yeah, I dropped a song called "Who Shot Ya?" but he know who got him The way we got dog gone, feel like Coney Island Main b*t*h keep on hatin' 'cause my side ho look like Pocahontas Ex-b*t*h had a shot, she let him f**k it up, that's photobombing Knocked her for two-hundred-fifty thousand, went and bought some houses Guess he fresh to death, he hit the mall, we caught him walkin' out it Mmm, playin' with the sh*t, ayy Blew a check, still playin' with the sh*t, ayy Got it back, still playin' with the sh*t Old homeless-a** n***a, what, you stayin' with the b*t*h? Mmm, playin' with the sh*t, ayy You can tell who really playin' with the sh*t, ayy You broke as hell, you ain't playin' with the sh*t Pillow talkin' on the players while you layin' with the b*t*h, mmm Ayy, mmm-mmm Ayy, mmm-mmm Ayy Pillow talkin' on the players while you layin' with the b*t*h, mmm
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