Playa Nomo
Bark, you a fool for this one
Aye LayZ, this shit is crazy
Yea, I don't wanna be a playa nomo
I ain't a playa, I just (Crush a lot)
I ain't a playa, I just crush a lot
I never tell em who I'm fuckin' on
Knowin' we fuckin' wrong
Rather leave that unknown
Fuck em, we fuckin' grown
Can see your feelings catchin' on Girl, it's clearly shown
All that arguing on the phone Bitch, you got me blown
Lower your motherfuckin' tone or we won't be fuckin' long
Who am I kiddin'?
Fell in love with yo kitty, yeah
I done had some bitches who was hittin' but yo shit different (no cap)
Love your sound when I be in it
Tryna pound you like you trendin', yeah
I ain't got no felonies (what)
Won't do no damn cuffs
Petite shorty, tryna ride me like that Lamb Truck
Fiend for you, shorty, I don't give no damn fucks
I don't wanna be a playa nomo
I don't wanna be a playa nomo
Nawl, sometimes like a nigga be feeling like (Yea, yeah yeah)
Shid
You could be the one, Udigg
Make a nigga go put his jersey up, you know (Ain't no playa, I just crush a lot)
A nigga'll go hang that muthafucka up, you know (Ain't no playa, I just crush a lot, yeah)
Soon a bitch go to trippin' like it don't take shit for a nigga to come out of retirement
Come on man
Know who you talking to, dealin' with (Ain't no playa, I just crush a lot)
From the beginnin', girl, you knew you had a P-L-A-Y-A
You know I be busy, but you hit me up on Friday, Like it's my day (say what)
Pull up, tell me get up, when you lit up like that fire place
Want me to slut her out, stop all the cappin' like you shy bae (no cap)
In the mornin', hittin' you sideways
I can't lie, bae, yo shit fire, bae
And I done learned your curves and how you get off like a highway
Pull out and turn you around, and I'm back in you like the driveway
Know I drank you just to hydrate
Know I'm thankful that you my bae
Know your fine tail got all the clientele, yeah
(I'm already knowin' what's goin', no cap)
Arguments and cold shoulders (what)
You just goin' through your motions
Feelings you can't control it
Can't act like I don't notice (ya)
Girl, this just all motives to get me to come and stroke ya
Tell me your heart broken then later you all on me
Love how you look at me
Every time, that wins me over
Love how you look at me
Every time I bend you over, yeah
Aye LayZ, this shit is crazy
Yea, I don't wanna be a playa nomo
I ain't a playa, I just (Crush a lot)
I ain't a playa, I just crush a lot
I never tell em who I'm fuckin' on
Knowin' we fuckin' wrong
Rather leave that unknown
Fuck em, we fuckin' grown
Can see your feelings catchin' on Girl, it's clearly shown
All that arguing on the phone Bitch, you got me blown
Lower your motherfuckin' tone or we won't be fuckin' long
Who am I kiddin'?
Fell in love with yo kitty, yeah
I done had some bitches who was hittin' but yo shit different (no cap)
Love your sound when I be in it
Tryna pound you like you trendin', yeah
I ain't got no felonies (what)
Won't do no damn cuffs
Petite shorty, tryna ride me like that Lamb Truck
Fiend for you, shorty, I don't give no damn fucks
I don't wanna be a playa nomo
I don't wanna be a playa nomo
Nawl, sometimes like a nigga be feeling like (Yea, yeah yeah)
Shid
You could be the one, Udigg
Make a nigga go put his jersey up, you know (Ain't no playa, I just crush a lot)
A nigga'll go hang that muthafucka up, you know (Ain't no playa, I just crush a lot, yeah)
Soon a bitch go to trippin' like it don't take shit for a nigga to come out of retirement
Come on man
Know who you talking to, dealin' with (Ain't no playa, I just crush a lot)
From the beginnin', girl, you knew you had a P-L-A-Y-A
You know I be busy, but you hit me up on Friday, Like it's my day (say what)
Pull up, tell me get up, when you lit up like that fire place
Want me to slut her out, stop all the cappin' like you shy bae (no cap)
In the mornin', hittin' you sideways
I can't lie, bae, yo shit fire, bae
And I done learned your curves and how you get off like a highway
Pull out and turn you around, and I'm back in you like the driveway
Know I drank you just to hydrate
Know I'm thankful that you my bae
Know your fine tail got all the clientele, yeah
(I'm already knowin' what's goin', no cap)
Arguments and cold shoulders (what)
You just goin' through your motions
Feelings you can't control it
Can't act like I don't notice (ya)
Girl, this just all motives to get me to come and stroke ya
Tell me your heart broken then later you all on me
Love how you look at me
Every time, that wins me over
Love how you look at me
Every time I bend you over, yeah
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Writer(s): Demaree Toland
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