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I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
Fuck up on a bitch
That bitch a lame
She brought her best friend
That bitch the same
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
Fuck up on a bitch
That bitch a lame
She brought her best friend
That bitch the same

Damn it I come in I got it not worried 'bout nothing I'm screaming Hakuna Matata
And you really mad that I'm fucking your bitch but I'm fucking your momma, your sister, your daughter
You thinking you fire you think you look clean
While I'm diving in pussy with no submarine
I be killing that shit first place Lightning McQueen
I ain't cuffing no hoe so bitch give me the keys
I'ma run it run it saw you mad
Cus I stay with your bitch and she coming right back
Samurai shit bitch you gon' get stabbed
I'm calling her mami she calling me dad
I don't think that you should see it but I think that you'll probably hear it
I had to say sorry to pussy cus I just destroyed it Michael Jackson damn I just beat it
I'ma make it to the top aye won't stop it
I just stay too focused on making profits
So if you talking down on me fuck up out of here
Cus I don't need distractions aye over this next year

I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
Fuck up on a bitch
That bitch a lame
She brought her best friend
That bitch the same
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
I don't play no games
Fuck up on a bitch
That bitch a lame
She brought her best friend
That bitch the same



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