Play For Keeps Songtext
von LVL9
Play For Keeps Songtext
Any time we play for keeps
Niggas end up dead asleep
I leave one of you niggas deceased
Stick fully loaded aint under the seat
I get annoyed by too many people
She wanna kick it how I kick it
Big booty bitch got ass like a biscuit
I don′t care bout no money she throw it im tipping
These hoes gone fuck because we a lil different
Diamonds damn near flawless I smile they hitting
She throw it back that lil pussy gripping
Ya bitch not bad taht hoe like a gremlin
Hey I got it on
I put that shit on
Set this bitch on fire
One call and its gone
Blood gone tote that fire
Ill get you gone
We gone need a lighter
New opps gettin smoked
Any time we play for keeps
Niggas end up dead asleep
I leave one of you niggas deceased
Stick fully loaded aint under the seat
I get annoyed by too many people
Way too much money they could never play me
Act like they love you but really they hate you
Too many digits this feel like the matrix
Cutting my ties if she show me she basic
Relapsed on the lean im still sipping
Even if you had money we still different
Walk in Neiman Marcus I spent 5 at the sto
I got everything I wanted but I need a lil mo
Put that heater on yo patna but now he a lil cold
Tryna turn the party up she say we need a lil coke and im gone sell it to em
Any time we play for keeps
Niggas end up dead asleep
I leave one of you niggas deceased
Stick fully loaded aint under the seat
I get annoyed by too many people
Niggas end up dead asleep
I leave one of you niggas deceased
Stick fully loaded aint under the seat
I get annoyed by too many people
She wanna kick it how I kick it
Big booty bitch got ass like a biscuit
I don′t care bout no money she throw it im tipping
These hoes gone fuck because we a lil different
Diamonds damn near flawless I smile they hitting
She throw it back that lil pussy gripping
Ya bitch not bad taht hoe like a gremlin
Hey I got it on
I put that shit on
Set this bitch on fire
One call and its gone
Blood gone tote that fire
Ill get you gone
We gone need a lighter
New opps gettin smoked
Any time we play for keeps
Niggas end up dead asleep
I leave one of you niggas deceased
Stick fully loaded aint under the seat
I get annoyed by too many people
Way too much money they could never play me
Act like they love you but really they hate you
Too many digits this feel like the matrix
Cutting my ties if she show me she basic
Relapsed on the lean im still sipping
Even if you had money we still different
Walk in Neiman Marcus I spent 5 at the sto
I got everything I wanted but I need a lil mo
Put that heater on yo patna but now he a lil cold
Tryna turn the party up she say we need a lil coke and im gone sell it to em
Any time we play for keeps
Niggas end up dead asleep
I leave one of you niggas deceased
Stick fully loaded aint under the seat
I get annoyed by too many people
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