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[Mystikal] I aint playin! (Huh) Yall see me enter this motherfucker SHUT THE FUCK UP I aint playin (He aint playin) (Tell him nigga) Talk shit behind my back (But when they see me, they don't wanna see me) I aint playin (I aint playin wit you bitches) I aint playin wit you bitches BACK yo ass (woooh) FUCK UP Gimme some fucking room to put my gold plaque up I fucked all dat up ROLIN I break these fuckin bitches back open And watch me turn my dreams realistic Dat kinda would make you wear black armour or may handset yo picnic I'm drinkin but I'm still thirsty Madder than a motherfucker dats why I'm cursing Said I'm up here but when I'm live and in person Whippin yo ass from over to the clothes to the curtain To each and every other rapper I'm a burden I keep'em hearin me cause I'm smooth like [?] YALL niggaz washed up like the turd SO! Goin straight for your motherfuckin throat Letras de cancionesThe rhymes that I wrote Playin is goin to get you fucked up Bout to let you bitches know [Chorus] I aint playin wit u (I aint playin wit you bitches) I aint playin wit you bitches (He aint playin he aint playin) I aint playin wit yo bitch ass I aint playin I aint playin with you bitches I aint playin (I aint playin wit yo bitch ass) (Huh) (I aint playin) (Whatchu told me?) I thought I fucking told you Bitch don't you ever Think because I'm handsome I'm mild mannered That you can damn me think my style aint standard Fucking wit the man gone get you man handled Mixing my boot camp name up in scandals and slenderness Dats the reason niggas got tossed off the stage in Atlanta Niggas be actin like they hard to understand It's bout time for niggas to represent New Orleans, Louisiana And them steel toe boots gone stomp yo ass One hundred some odd niggaz ready to jump yo ass STOMP yo ass way past the grass motherfuckers run up but they don't last I make a lot of cash and you others bought a [?] Rabbit eyes couldn't see me threw a magnifying glass I was born in jazz and I shine like brass... (But what?) (what?) But I aint playin wit yo bitch ass [Chorus] Like class card I aint s-s-studdin it Dat don't mean I'm bout to take yo shit though motherfucker (hell no) I can see it in yo face you can see me comin You insecure and jealous Actin bad with yo woman Already don't got yo money Can't take shit from me try yo best to put your meanest face on from me But I don't need you bitches cause you bad company The only way you don't get stomped stay the fuck runnin from me This motherfuckers coming up lovely These niggaz cannot run me on nuttin (aint dat something I'm) Tight as a button the album cussin the Whooole fucking up dat nigga and use words like a deadly weapon Grab these motherfuckers by they thumb (Owww) Ball yo stupid ass up and make yo ass look (dumb) Do pass where I'm standin knaw wha' I'm sayin? When I fuck that [?] you betta tell'em I aint playin! [Chorus] I aint playin wit u I aint playin (He aint heard me) I aint playin Fuck! I'm tired of this shit Rappin motherfuckers All them niggaz tryin to use my name to sell there tape I aint playin I aint playin wit you bitches It aint that I don't want to motherfuckers But I aint got time to Bitch I aint playin I aint playin. From Letras Mania