4tecc - playboy lyrics
{hook}
imma step out (ooh)
i do not carry them bands in my pocket
he trynna do betta i tell him to stop it
he got a lil song but i bet he won’t drop it
he know it ain’t hitting like mines be hitting
i buss up the beat like im tyson he tripping
i did not do nothing you shouldn’t be dissing
i drop a lil tape and i swea they gon listen
{verse 1}
when the stick hit the drum they gon act out they vision
i only make bangas im never gon miss it
i always go harder yo voice it don’t fit it
when i see a bag swea to god i’m gon get it
i’m never gon stop til i die ian finished
when i want some paper i’m bound to replenish
he made a lil diss i don’t think that he meant it
i’m dropping my songs to my label i sent it
when i see a bag imma pick it up
he pray to the lord we sent him up
i make a banga swea to god i give it up
i got a lot of drafts i don’t finish up
imma go harder until i get signed
i got allot of labels in my mind
ya they try to stop me imma grind
i wanted some figures i wanted like 9
{hook}
imma step out (ooh)
i do not carry them bands in my pocket
he trynna do betta i tell him to stop it
he got a lil song but i bet he won’t drop it
he know it ain’t hitting like mines be hitting
i buss up the beat like im tyson he tripping
i did not do nothing you shouldn’t be dissing
i drop a lil tape and i swea they gon listen
{verse 1}
when the stick hit the drum they gon act out they vision
i only make bangas im never gon miss it
i always go harder yo voice it don’t fit it
when i see a bag swea to god i’m gon get it
i’m never gon stop til i die ian finished
when i want some paper i’m bound to replenish
he made a lil diss i don’t think that he meant it
i’m dropping my songs to my label i sent it
when i see a bag imma pick it up
he pray to the lord we sent him up
i make a banga swea to god i give it up
i got a lot of drafts i don’t finish up
imma go harder until i get signed
i got allot of labels in my mind
ya they try to stop me imma grind
i wanted some figures i wanted like 9
when i see a bag imma pick it up
he pray to the lord we sent him up
i make a banga swea to god i give it up
i got a lot of drafts i don’t finish up
imma go harder until i get signed
i got allot of labels in my mind
ya they try to stop me imma grind
i wanted some figures i wanted like 9
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