Mach Five - Don't Play lyrics
rate meWhat you wanna do, what you wanna do
What you wanna, what you wanna do
Why you all up in my face
I’m on some rapper weed, I’m smoking rapper weed
[Hook]
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don’t play with real niggas, real niggas don’t play
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
Yeah, If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don’t play with real niggas, real niggas don’t play, yeah hoe
You ain’t talking bout no money, what you talking bout?
Cause I can’t comprehend shit coming out your mouth
You bitches playing checkers while I’m playing chess
And everytime I walk through the door bitch I bet I’m fresh
What you wanna bet? Hahaha
You motherfuckers know that lap
We ...rolling no smoking on gas
You know I would leave your ass in the past
I’m bout that fast life, that cash life, that gansta shit
Hey come take a trip on my road to the riches to see what it is
Dope girls come and take a ride with me, yeah hoe
Dope boys come and make a mill with me, yeah hoe
I’m in the atl, get my 5 with, we smoking on that sticky, icky,
Running through the city
[Hook]
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don’t play with real niggas, real niggas don’t play
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
Yeah, If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don’t play with real niggas, real niggas don’t play, yeah hoe
Sacked up, bitches in my condo
You ain’t talking bout shit, get the fuck about my convo
Bravo, que passo, for my niggas inside of that locked o
I been standing the rain so long, I don’t give a fuck about a poncho
Bring that thunderstorm and your money make it dormant
I be on that paper chasing bitch look at my fortress
Slanging on the porsches, coming through the nearest check
My bitch is so gorgeous, she don’t show you no respect
You a fuck nigga, that’s the bottom line
In this thug shit, it’s just an alibi
While they try to ra ta tat,
With a nigga matter fact
Take these couple stacks and go and double that
[Hook]
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
If you grinding all day, make this teen to the A
Don’t play with real niggas, real niggas don’t play
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain’t talking bout no money
Get the fuck about my way
Yeah, If you grinding all day, make this teen to the A
Don’t play with real niggas, real niggas don’t play, yeah hoe
Everytime I walk around the city niggas know it’s me
Just pick my bottom bitch, I got ...for her ovaries
I could never love a hoe, even if she fucks for free
Calculator counting dough, twist it, light it, puffing tree
Uncle Keny was a pimp, mama was a dope girl
Granny said I could get anything, it’s your world
Daddy was on crack rock, uncle Gil was off in jail
So I grew up on my own, climbed about that wishing well
And now I’m living well, see my enemies in hell
Waiter let me get some quail, escargot I’m eating snail
Turn the party up your pussy I just took it
That hoe pimp on looking, all my niggas juking, yeah hoe.
