lirik lagu lil b - ho stop playin'
[hook]
ho stop playin’ (yes)
ho stop playin’
ho stop playin’ (b-tch)
ho stop playin’ (b-tch)
ho stop playin’
ho stop playin’ (yes)
ho stop playin’
ho stop playin’
[verse 1]
b-tch, well you play too much
yeah, i’m the based god, yeah i bang too much
take you out right fast, so smooth to touch
sometimes i disappear, are you in a rush?
can you picture foreign whips with you in the front?
i’m like a old porsche, i don’t front
meet me in the front in ten minutes
i can open up my hand you see nothin’ up in it
when i close that motherf-cker, bet there’s money up in it
who the pimp? b-tch, i pimp myself
ask what’s up, only a n-gga with the gtc
you can’t even, you never seen me
ho you wish, ho you a myth to most people come out
of the lights at night, i be on that 40 l like the dope taste right
b-tch i’m in the new maybach, tint suede black
hit you with the kayda asap
ten cellphones, every motherf-ckin’ bill’s paid
ho ya know that
[hook]
(ooh, does this feel like december 85th)
[verse 2]
b-tch
b-tch you know a b-tch that might know a b-tch that know a b-tch
that really knows the b-tch that owes the b-tch
she a nosey b-tch that’s why i love the b-tch
did i mention more money in different spots?
i be on the sax fifth and block ain’t hot
and i be out in paris while they be out on hop
i be hustlin’ all day, b-tch put down them rocks
ask kriss kross, my og got robbed for his watch
and his b-tch took that charge (d-mn)
and she brought them boys pain
b-tch, open up your eyes and serve a life to the game
i don’t pout or complain just get money
[hook]
[outro]
yeah, like i said, uh, this that cl-ssic
really this that cl-ssic west coast music, you know
you can ride to it
like i said, it’s ya boy, lil b
yeah, turn your stereos up
if you’re playin’ this at the party, turn this sh-t up
if you’re cruising in your car
might be chillin’ with a fine lady
you know, you might just be chillin’ by yourself, you know
zonin’ out, got a blunt rolled
like i said, this that #1 b-tch mixtape
you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about
you know, this all gangsta, you know
can’t be no fakin’ around here, you feel me?
can’t be no fakin’, no player hatin’
[hook]
(don’t this sound like that troy aikmen sh-t
remember the cowboys, man
n-ggas used to be out there goin’ crazy
uh, like b-tch, smack, smack, b-tch)
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