lirik lagu bri3 - playin you 50
[intro]
i’m playin’ you and i’m playin’ you fifty
[chorus]
the block said you work with the opps, you was tippin’ them off, you was playin’ us fifty
so now it’s war in them streets and them young n~ggas ready, they walkin’ with fifty
you better get with me
b3 in your city, you better get with me
if not, then you hang with the opps and you got to be stopped, so i’m playin’ you fifty
[verse]
that’s what i want them to do, they was countin’ me out ’cause i’m cute and saditty
but really, i’m the head in charge and i’m callin’ the shots while i’m sittin’ pretty
bet, you wanna get with me? if you wanna get paid, then you wanna get with me
a girl said she havin’ more than me, she poppin’ rеal loud, but them pockets is skinny (pockets is skinny too)
i’m rеally havin’ more motion and havin’ more money and can’t no one stop me (no one can stop me)
the opps get mad when i post, she can’t stand to see me, so she gotta block me (she gotta block me)
you insecure, could never be you, you know that he like them c~cky (nothin’ but me)
i see me savin’ your favors, i’m printin’ these girls, they got me makin’ copies
think you pressin’ what? think you pressin’ who? you must be a fool
tell her i say, “what’s up?”
’cause you must be new, i ain’t goin’ like you
you need to open your eyes, a check from reality, go take a hike (bye)
she ridin’ that bike, she must wanna fight, tell me who you feelin’ like
[chorus]
the block said you work with the opps, you was tippin’ them off, you was playin’ us fifty
so now it’s war in them streets and them young n~ggas ready, they walkin’ with fifty
you better get with me
b3 in your city, you better get with me
if not, then you hang with the opps and you got to be stopped, so i’m playin’ you fifty
[verse 2]
y’all need to stop cappin’ and tryna sound sweet, you better be, you said it’s on sight (what happened to that?)
’cause if i see a girl i don’t like, then i’m pressin’ the issue, it ain’t nothin’ nice (nothin’ nice)
ol’ girl need to stop it, you flex when you pass, you not even the topic
but i still need to front, come take a beatin’, you pressin’ them charges
this face card lethal, i’m draggin’, i’m eatin’ you up on my worst day
and i don’t got a worst day, i get fly with the opps and i post on their birthday
she thought it was her day, but every day mine, you knew that on your first day
said she speakin’ on me? let me tie my hair up, i ain’t know it was a work day
i ain’t know it was a drag day, put your hands up, eat the money, throw your body in a bag day
i ain’t know it was a fan day, the girl that i fought in the whip said she wanna shake my hand day
y’all really broke, bored and bummy, that’s the three b’s and i find that funny
how you speakin’ on me, but you skinny as h~ll, it’s no bread in your pockets, no food in your tummy
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