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mystikal – i ain’t playin lyrics

(mystikal)
i ain’t playin!
(huh)
yall see me enter this motherf-cker shut the f-ck up
i ain’t playin
(he ain’t playin)
(tell him n-gga)
talk sh-t behind my back
(but when they see me, they don’t wanna see me)
i ain’t playin
(i ain’t playin wit you b-tches)
i ain’t playin wit you b-tches

back yo -ss (woooh) f-ck up
gimme some f-cking room to put my gold plaque up
i f-cked all dat up rolin i break these f-ckin b-tches back open
and watch me turn my dreams realistic
dat kinda would make you wear black armour or may handset yo picnic
i’m drinkin but i’m still thirsty
madder than a motherf-cker dats why i’m cursing
said i’m up here but when i’m live and in person
whippin yo -ss from over to the clothes to the curtain
to each and every other rapper i’m a burden
i keep’em hearin me cause i’m smooth like (?)
yall n-ggas washed up like the t-rd
so! goin straight for your motherf-ckin throat
the rhymes that i wrote
playin is goin to get you f-cked up
bout to let you b-tches know

(chorus)
i ain’t playin wit u
(i ain’t playin wit you b-tches)
i ain’t playin wit you b-tches
(he ain’t playin he ain’t playin)
i ain’t playin wit yo b-tch -ss
i ain’t playin
i ain’t playin with you b-tches
i ain’t playin
(i ain’t playin wit yo b-tch -ss)
(huh) (i ain’t playin)
(whatchu told me?)

i thought i f-cking told you
b-tch don’t you ever
think because i’m handsome i’m mild mannered
that you can d-mn me think my style ain’t standard
f-cking wit the man gone get you man handled
mixing my boot camp name up in scandals and slenderness
dats the reason n-ggas got tossed off the stage in atlanta
n-ggas be actin like they hard to understand
it’s bout time for n-ggas to represent new orleans, louisiana
and them steel toe boots gone stomp yo -ss
one hundred some odd n-ggas ready to jump yo -ss
stomp yo -ss way past the gr-ss
motherf-ckers run up but they don’t last
i make a lot of cash and you others bought a (?)
rabbit eyes couldn’t see me threw a magnifying gl-ss
i was born in jazz and i shine like br-ss… (but what?) (what?)
but i ain’t playin wit yo b-tch -ss

(chorus)

like cl-ss card i ain’t s-s-studdin it
dat don’t mean i’m bout to take yo sh-t though motherf-cker (h-ll no)
i can see it in yo face you can see me comin
you insecure and jealous
actin bad with yo woman
already don’t got yo money
can’t take sh-t from me try yo best to put your meanest face on from me
but i don’t need you b-tches cause you bad company
the only way you don’t get stomped stay the f-ck runnin from me
this motherf-ckers coming up lovely
these n-ggas cannot run me on nuttin (ain’t dat something i’m)
tight as a b-tton the album cussin the
whooole f-cking up dat n-gga and use words like a deadly weapon
grab these motherf-ckers by they thumb (owww)
ball yo stupid -ss up and make yo -ss look (dumb)
do p-ss where i’m standin knaw wha’ i’m sayin?
when i f-ck that (?) you betta tell’em
i ain’t playin!

(chorus)
i ain’t playin wit u
i ain’t playin
(he ain’t heard me)
i ain’t playin
f-ck! i’m tired of this sh-t
rappin motherf-ckers
all them n-ggas tryin to use my name to sell there tape
i ain’t playin
i ain’t playin wit you b-tches
it ain’t that i don’t want to motherf-ckers
but i ain’t got time to
b-tch i ain’t playin
i ain’t playin..

- mystikal lyrics

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