Black Thought

Ain't Nobody Playin'
Two months prior you said you had a dire emergencyIt was 1:30, my face was all dirty trying to get some sleepHead still whirling, throw on my shearing leave my man homeTwo dots yes I'm coming, yes my car is running, hang up my cell phoneBy the time I arrived you was deep about five like you had beefAnd then you tried to step and told me that I slept like you was cock deezIt was all about some niggaz that you thought was jiggaWho was digging me and I told you after that day we ain't cool baby, soWhatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playingThought I told you before, don't knock on my doorI was trying to be nice for your own adviceOoh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch outI was kinda thrown head was kinda blown but I'm not blueLost a couple friends once or twice before, I'm still coolThen you tried to flex like you were the next bitch who you trying to foolYou just another girl from the avenue who graduated schoolNow you wanna be down after you tried to clown me baby dollBut ain't no future in fronting and frontiersDon't hang around with me at allAnd now I make my music got me some new dick and I'm doing fineAnd I'm still real ghetto and I still kick your black behindLetras de cancionesWhatcha think this a game ain't nobody playingThought I told you before, don't knock on my doorI was trying to be nice for your own adviceOoh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch outWhatcha think this a game ain't nobody playingThought I told you before, don't you come knockin' on my doorI was trying to be nice for your own adviceOoh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch outYo, I'm ringing the phone two in the a.m. rudely awakenDreaming deep concentration hazyShe really couldn't peep what they was sayingAt first all I know was Jag really wasn't playing at allShe left calming to speak to the JohnGot the Jaguar double parked, blinkers is onHead pulled back sneakers is onYo I don't know what sis told herBut she bout' to get a beatin' performedShe grabbing all up on her shirt tugging on her slacksJag tried to go in the grill I had to hold her backCool her out try to tell her to chill, lower the thermostatYou a star no need for you to stoop as low as that boyScrapping over men is best avoidedAnd a real lady would never confess to doing itShe said I'm ganstar don't let the dress confuse youThe only things sweet is the music, it's really not a gameWhatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playingThought I told you before, don't knock on my doorI was trying to be nice for your own adviceOoh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch outWhatcha think this a gameThought I told you beforeI was trying to be niceOoh girl you don' did it nowReally, really, really did it now watch out, watch outWatch out, watch outWatch out, watch outWatch out, watch out From Letras Mania