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letra de play wit yo bitch - young dolph

[intro]
zaytoven
woo
oouu that drink raw..
p-ss me a lighter man…
aye i’m in the booth right now right
and i look around and i finally realize…
that i done turned myself to a motherf-cking self made millionaire you digg
everybody love me except for one group of b-tch -ss n-ggas…
aye don’t play with me, play with your b-tch
let’s go

[verse]
don’t play with me, play with your b-tch
young n-gga on some multi million dollar sh-t
fur coat, half a million worth of ice on
i’m lit up like a n-gga cut the christmas lights on
why the f-ck do you be so fresh dolph?
why you keep your foot on these n-ggas neck dolph?
cause we at the top, but we really from the bottom
tell that p-ssy f-ck em and that’s how i feel about em
heard your intro your last two mixtapes
i hear you sl!ck dissin’ but that sh-t lame
all that make believe rappin’ about cocaine
don’t play with me ho gotti, you a ho mane
you went from my biggest fan, to my biggest hater
begging me to sign with you, but i had too much paper
still that same n-gga that used to front your big brother
found that he a b-tch too now i call him your big sister (b-tch)
you still that same n-gga that was beefin’ with a dyk- (but you a gangsta tho?)
i cannot take you serious, aight
they said them p-ssy n-ggas on your team iron your draws
they say you make them p-ssy -ss n-ggas call you boss
but they can’t call you king (why?)
because that’s dolph
i can’t drink all that two liter, because that’s raw
the streets ours
that new 488 came with a lot of power
my lil n-ggas begging me to let them send some scattered showers
don’t play with me, play with your b-tch
matter fact when i f-cked her she told me you a b-tch
and tell that old n-gga from my hood with you that he a b-tch
you make the city look bad, that’s the truth
f-ck n-gga i be in north memphis more than you
i shot my first twenty videos in my hood
you a p-ssy i heard they never see you in your hood
n-gga quit playin’
ten m’s up, what the f-ck, i’m just sayin’
oh you must be mad cause they call memphis dolphland
i’m at the super bowl my money on the falcons
aye you big head motherf-cker
why you hatin’ so much?
oh i forgot you came up rappin’ dissin’ three 6 mafia
sl!ck dissin’ and dodgin’ me n-gga let’s get it poppin’
ole p-ssy -ss n-gga
ole p-ssy -ss n-gga
was talking ’bout me in your song “pride to the side”
found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride
found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride
when they hear this sh-t, they gon play it five times
got a lot of foreign cars, that i get too high to drive
don’t play with me, play with your b-tch
don’t play with me, play with your b-tch

[outro]
so, so i told myself a long time ago right
i said “i ain’t gonna expose this p-ssy -ss n-gga man, cause we from the same city”
you know, and your whole p-ssy -ss team know n-gga
i’ve been sparing your b-tch -ss for the past 5 years n-gga
you know that sh-t man, come on man
cm who?
cmf
the cocaine musik f-ggots
i know, you know, the whole motherf-ckin’ city know
you’s a b-tch
don’t play with me man, play with your b-tch
this ain what you want
i’m the same lil n-gga bro, that was helping your big p-ssy -ss brother put food on his table when you wasn’t f-cking with him bro
put it like this, aye yo?
you was ridin’ in the city beefin’ with a dyk- my n-gga
i don’t know no gangsters that beef with motherf-ckin’ dyk-s, my n-gga
that motherf-cking song that touched down , ” reload it ”
all that sh-t, whatever the f-ck it was n-gga
n-gga you was talkin’ boutta dyk- n-gga
n-gga you was beefin’ with a dyk- out there in north memphis were you from n-gga
n-gga you a b-tch n-gga
ho gotti i’m disappointed in you man
stay in your place homie, you know what’s up with me
tell your fat -ss big brother man i said he a b-tch too
matter fact your big sister
tell your fat -ss big sister that i said he a b-tch too
know what i mean?
aye you’s a b-tch n-gga
the whole city know that, streets know that
stay out my way f-ck n-gga
aye, young n-gga, self made, rich sh-t, fast cars, fast b-tches, yeah…

- young dolph

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