Don't Play Wit My Beads

Hanns whoa
Keep cheating if you want to
Can't keep a man how ya' Aunt do
Can't hol' it down how you gone move
Its a shame how I think now
Couldn't stand on ten
You a lame when ya' sit down
Keep smelling damn right I'm the shit now
I'm the best that you neva had
Tight at ya' moms cause she should of picked a better dad
Eva' since ya' left I put the money in a bigger bag
I tried to share it all ppl'
How you giving half & you think we all equal
How you writing letters to ya' ex I'ma G you
& you can't get me twice
Had me for the low but I had to change the price
You only made it better for the next bitch
Fuck me up so bad got me thinking bout the next bitch

Hanns whoa
They say it's facts just to say it's facts
If you say it first I'ma say it back
How you stepping
How you moving
Avoid all the traps
Get the fuck up out the hood & donate it back
First off how you ballin & you don't help
When they need you just remind em' to do it their selves
Wanna' hang give em' rope or give em' a belt
For that pain how you try me you shit on yaself'
Ha, guess who did, God Did
Martin Lawrence with the peace what the problem is
& if they treat you like a go to & you can't go to
Fuck them they can go too
Wait wait wait wait she pulled a hoe move
Hanns, & if they treat you like a go to & you can't go to
Fuck them they can go too



Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Davis
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