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letra de play da fool - moneybagg yo

[verse 1]

brand new bread get you brand new hoes (hey)
brand new pot, new stove
brand new plug sent fifty-two ‘bows (right now)
if a n-gga did time behind your name, in other words you told (fold)
these b-tches be layin’ up with these rats, they need to be exposed (go)
dnd unless the money callin’, smoke a blunt and pop a what-you-call-it
can’t go broke, ’cause now i’m used to ballin’, mute yourself without the extra talkin’ (haha)
shut the f-ck up, mind your business, let me paint a picturе, see the vision
i can see the city while i’m hittin’ it, in thе ‘yami right now with it (hey)
played on my top ’cause she needed some clout
you not even relevant, what this about? (huh)
i know some ratchet b-tches from the south
get lil’ sis and them to hit you in the mouth (haha)
woah, woah (yeah), know i be thuggin’ it out (hey)
they like, “bagg back on that bullsh-t, look how he sluggin’ it out” (go)

[chorus]
some keep tellin’ me (some keep tellin’ me)
some keep tellin’ me (i’m hearin’ voices)
“keep it cool, play the fool,” some keep tellin’ me (tryna ignore it)
some keep tellin’ me (tellin’ me, tellin’ me)
some keep tellin’ me (tellin’ you what?)
“go with your move or you gon’ lose,” some keep tellin’ me (i can’t go)
some keep tellin’ me, “them n-ggas hoes”
some keep tellin’ me, “stay on the road”
some keep tellin’ me, “give it a lil’ minute and his true colors gon’ show”
some keep tellin’ me, “keep me a pole”
some keep tellin’ me, “get it and go”
some keep tellin’ me, “god watchin’ over me, but i feel the demons gettin’ close”
[verse 2]
he be pillow talkin’ ’bout me and my people (must be hurt)
plus he a rapper too, he really want a feature (twelve ball verse)
he ain’t sh-t (i know), a whole b-tch (a real ho)
went got a tat, still ain’t hit, he tender d-ck (now why you do that for?)
some keep tellin’ me, “i ain’t buyin’ the story you sellin’ me” (no)
if you reppin’ that loaf, you better eat
we don’t tolerate starvin’ in bge (gang)
they out here payin’ for freaks, i’m playin’ for keeps
laid up with an opp n-gga b-tch for a week (uh)
she ate the d-ck off the bone, appétit
rose pedal my feet, my status elite (speak)
they talk about you rich or poor, f-ck whoever ain’t with you (all y’all)
f-ck whoever ain’t with me, ah (everybody)
f-ck whoever ain’t with me, ah (hey)
tryna take up for another n-gga, now you in it
uh-uh, nah, i don’t switch up now (what?), i done put you in it

- moneybagg yo

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