Stop Playin Wit’ Me lyrics

by

Birdman


[Hook]
Stop playin with me (Playing with me)
Ya'll betta
Actin' like they f*ckin' with young whatever
Know they ain't f*ckin' with young, ya know better
Then you know the real is back. Who Better?

[Verse 1]
Get 'em young
Thank the lord man they finaly freed my n*gga Slick
Next week they turned around and killed my n*gga Tick
And we gone miss ya cuz, and you can trust that
So f*cked up about it I couldn't call Buck back
On my 100 blunt feeling like a lunatic
Please lord tell me why they killed my n*gga Tick
Cash filled stand up never lay down
Put it to the back of his dome and tell em lay down
Yeah n*gga, stay down, we used to stay down
Made my first 1500 right on the playground
Got a fresh one and a half right by the swings
First n*gga try to creep, my sh*t pull out them things

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Hol' up I ain't liking how this goin'
Just a few summers ago I had it snowing
If that motherf*cka snow man piece I had it glowin
Pink perrya rosay I had it bowin
Word on the street If them birds you had em sowin
Used to hate countin the 10s and 5s thought it was borin'
Now how that n*gga fold all that he want it towin
Who knew I'd get them federal chips if I was tourin'?
I pulled up at the ghetto and sh*t, in somethin foreign
Cause I'm straight up out that federal sh*t, got nuthin' for em
Know why he say he act all funny you hella sound right
Same n*gga told you that sh*t the hell do you know
[Hook]
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