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e-40 – play too much lyrics

[intro:]
this is an emergency tempo has reached critical level
yeah 40 in this motherf-cker
we got young bari in this thang you understand that
we got my n-gga young stanley roach gigz n-gga
you feel finna show up and show out on you b-tch -ss n-ggas man
you n-gga play too much betta listen up man look

[verse 1:]
called up ya friends up on facebook the lense is missing
if i take my jewelry to cash for gold i’ll probably get a million
kept it a trillion we went out the trenches of cali
the flat lands and the alleyways we play with them aks
the monsters they raised up out the v i’m a boss
i start havin steak and lobster with hollandaise sauce
growing up in that new thang that louboutin truck
h-lla pea in that b-tter they say i play too much
i see more keys than a janitor pack more tools than a carpenter
your b-tch want me in her mouth like i’m a throat lozengers
we f-cked on her mama’s couch nothing proper
ratchet little chick i let her slobber
i proposed to my street sign when i was 9
i don’t see her as much as i used to but she still mine
i am the ghetto what you thought rewind
b-tch my ghetto past can never be declined
f-ckin with it i’m in it to win it like it’s the pin it skys the limit
i’m doing this sh-t independent
the landlord not the tenant thinkin bout runnin for senate reinvent it
been doing this sh-t for a minute

[chorus:]
i ain’t gotta say too much caz i’m a real man they play [x2]
you play too much, stop playin wit me playin wit me [x2]
we play too much stop playin with me playin wit me
i play too much, stop playin wit me playin

[verse 2:]
y-o-ung b-a-ri is who i be
i’d rather be no one else
and before i love her amma love myself
so clean but the girls say i’m dangerous
i give yoy numbers to hit they left overs to us
i done been there done that so run that
why you wanna play with me where the tongue at
you going respect this here i don’t need you
ari ari my dear i live with no fear i live with no doubts
follow a real one you takin the wrong route
you hurting you never hurting me
i’m who you wanna see, who you wanna be
i don’t know what it is but they loving me
i’m never new to this true to this g.o.d
i’m south san fransis i ain’t gotta say man you know what it is
i ain’t playing with em with em and i think i’m bout to trip
40 my big homie man we handle biz

[chorus]

[verse 3:]
ay unc this sh-t bump
all the bubba gump selling drugs on the stump
i’m a player and they play too much
last one in the room neva say too much
pretty as a flower a bouquet a bunch
i wake up and hussle before ya daily blunt
i ain’t acting mulla only thing on my medulla
hallelujah i’ll school i teach ya how to get it
i don’t even need the credit forget
don’t sweat all gas in the fast lane fly bay sh-t
and they lookin like a crash plane or a wreck train
i’m one of a kind poking out like a neck vein
stay here forever like a f-ckin cement name
gun bay repin move with a message the bullsh-t can’t still me
peace and love i’m a hippy all gin no whiskey like freshwater p-ssy
don’t go where’s it’s fishy hit it one time now this hoe wanna miss me
you playin i’m saying i’m 25 up all night benny style
lookin for a betty booper or jezzy and the f-ckin troops

[chorus]

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