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play dirty – kansas lyrics

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quell$
[verse 1]

pick the hoes that i throw away
‘round my way she’s a stowaway

pretty picky ‘bout the pistol play
modern day, penny hardaway

real dope, keep her nose away
my kim k’s all in love with yay

i was tom hanks as a cast away
now i park the lot making power plays

dope money, laugh at all of my jokes money

keep the blunt. you can toke money
sold your car for some c0ke money

like fix these n-ggas they broke money..

and i’m so handy
i smoke weed till i’m sp-ce dandy

and she gon’ give me them cheeks, sandy

all, all for that nose candy

when all my n-ggas they pour up
and plot on n-ggas that owe us

your girl gave the whole team brain-
so its safe to say that she knows us

(oooouuu)
white girl i gotta c0ke l-st
i give her adderall to keep her focused

chop bricks like karate
and that’s kung fu on white lotus

i want a bentley coupe and a bentley coupe
a bentley coupe to match my bentley coupe

she say “she love me” like over and over
guess she wants to keep a n-gga in the loop

(ayyyyeee)
next tell me who really working

and next tell me who’s out of line

then my nextel started chirping

so my nextel sounds like dollar signs

[verse 2]

oouh it’s raining and it’s pouring
my jag and my benz are both foreign

if it ain’t foreign it’s boring
if it ain’t foreign i’m snoring (i’m sleep)

you live off of l1cks in my trap doing tricks
you still serving nicks, i build houses with bricks

i’ve been talking that sh-t..

i’m really as good as it gets..

i make that sh-t work
coupe in reverse

this was not planned
and i don’t rehe-rs-

the pockets go last and the triggers go first
everyone’s there turn a coupe to a he-rs-

tornado my crib and it land on a witch
that’s tragic, that’s magic, no tricks for that b-tch

your man is a bird, he’s a motherf-ckin’ snitch
evel knievel, i stunt on that b-tch..

the girl you want is a fiend..

she gon’ f-ck for a bean
that b-tch might top the whole team..

(aye, ok)
and you gotta find her on your own..

cl1ck her heels giving dome..

red bottoms, she don’t own..

there’s no place like home

[chorus]

i don’t think we’re in kansas
i don’t think we’re in kansas anymore, any..

i don’t think we’re in kansas anymore, anymore, anymore

i don’t think we’re in kansas
i don’t think we’re in kansas anymore, any..

i don’t think we’re in kansas anymore, anymore, anymore

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