Not One of Dem
Ooh, ooh
Bitch
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (don't play with that boy, he is not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them
(Don't play with that boy, he is not one to play with)
I told you that you will not play with him
Cut out they tongue, I'm like, "Damn, what you say to him?"
Guess it was gassing him up in the flamer
Came with the chopper, but surely disabled
That boy was yap, yap, yap at the mouth
I will not go back and forth or debate with him
No, he is not one of them
If you got the ball, I'ma go and shoot up, get your legs in
I'm getting higher than a plane and them
I get high as a plane in here
I'm outside, I'm with Drac' and twin
Come outside
Is you cool? What type Benz we in?
Talking 'bout, "What would Jesus do?" Probably paint the Benz
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (don't play with that boy, he is not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them
(Don't play with that boy, he is not one to play with)
Yeah, yeah, time to perky up, go and tap some vibes (dig?)
All these fucking drugs, they got me feeling nauseous
She said, "Sorry, mom, but that money calling"
I got a bankroll on me now, bankroll on me now (let's go)
I got a bankroll on me now, nigga try to take me down (let's go)
All of my hoes is Chanel down, turn your life around
It's crazy when I'm running all my money up these hoes all down
Bitch ain't talkin' 'bout pussy, talkin' 'bout nothing
I can't fuck you now
Gucci clutch, Saint Laurent
Riding 'round with these pistols up
My ho drive a Lamb' truck (vroom)
I pop out, I'm rickied up
Niggas broke, stimmy up
I'm in the cut like stitch me up
Can't fuck with a ho, it get mixy up
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (don't play with that boy, he is not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them
(Don't play with that boy, he is not one to play with)
Bitch
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (don't play with that boy, he is not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them
(Don't play with that boy, he is not one to play with)
I told you that you will not play with him
Cut out they tongue, I'm like, "Damn, what you say to him?"
Guess it was gassing him up in the flamer
Came with the chopper, but surely disabled
That boy was yap, yap, yap at the mouth
I will not go back and forth or debate with him
No, he is not one of them
If you got the ball, I'ma go and shoot up, get your legs in
I'm getting higher than a plane and them
I get high as a plane in here
I'm outside, I'm with Drac' and twin
Come outside
Is you cool? What type Benz we in?
Talking 'bout, "What would Jesus do?" Probably paint the Benz
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (don't play with that boy, he is not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them
(Don't play with that boy, he is not one to play with)
Yeah, yeah, time to perky up, go and tap some vibes (dig?)
All these fucking drugs, they got me feeling nauseous
She said, "Sorry, mom, but that money calling"
I got a bankroll on me now, bankroll on me now (let's go)
I got a bankroll on me now, nigga try to take me down (let's go)
All of my hoes is Chanel down, turn your life around
It's crazy when I'm running all my money up these hoes all down
Bitch ain't talkin' 'bout pussy, talkin' 'bout nothing
I can't fuck you now
Gucci clutch, Saint Laurent
Riding 'round with these pistols up
My ho drive a Lamb' truck (vroom)
I pop out, I'm rickied up
Niggas broke, stimmy up
I'm in the cut like stitch me up
Can't fuck with a ho, it get mixy up
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (don't play with that boy, he is not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them (not one of them)
No, not one of them
(Don't play with that boy, he is not one to play with)
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Vashon Donte Lane
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