lil deuce – how could you play me lyrics
[chorus]
boutta go crazy’ stupid dumb r-t-rded
b-tch how could you play me, couldn’t keep it honest
wine all on the carpet, f-ck her in the garden
cause i’m on an popping now she getting slobbish
boutta go crazy’ stupid dumb r-t-rded
b-tch how could you play me, couldn’t keep it honest
wine all on the carpet, f-ck her in the garden
cause i’m on an popping, now she getting slobbish
[verse 1]
man of my city trynna perform at the garden
glock up on my side gonna sting just like a h-rnet
f-ck her in the morning only when she feeling h-rny
180 on the dash on the freeway imma floor it
n-ggas don’t be your real bro’s
they gon’ switch up on the gang for a hoe
when i come around on the block they lay low
we gon’ let off shots in the air, rambo
i been on a mission i ain’t talking saints row
she gon break my heart every time an go ghost
little does she know i can never trust a hoe
baby why you staying gotta head out to the road
diamonds’ different color shining like a rainbow
whipping in the kitchen get it by the boatload
trynna lock my n-gga up, lawyer can’t fold
here’s one ima keep it tucked that beef sh-t getting old
[chorus]
boutta go crazy’ stupid dumb r-t-rded
b-tch how could you play me, couldn’t keep it honest
wine all on the carpet, f-ck her in the garden
cause i’m on an popping now she getting slobbish
boutta go crazy’ stupid dumb r-t-rded
b-tch how could you play me, couldn’t keep it honest
wine all on the carpet, f-ck her in the garden
cause i’m on an popping, now she getting slobbish
[verse 2]
they say lil deuce is y’all beefing on the real
n-gga tried to play me, i could never squeal
i-i’m the new sergeant this here is a drill
r-ran up a bag now i’m heading to the hills
venom in my veins just to tell you how i feel
yuh, time to cool off so i pop a blue pill
ain’t the type to show off but i want a record deal
all these f-cking miss calls make me wonder what is real
[chorus]
boutta go crazy’ stupid dumb r-t-rded
b-tch how could you play me, couldn’t keep it honest
wine all on the carpet, f-ck her in the garden
cause i’m on an popping now she getting slobbish
boutta go crazy’ stupid dumb r-t-rded
b-tch how could you play me, couldn’t keep it honest
wine all on the carpet, f-ck her in the garden
cause i’m on an popping, now she getting slobbish
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