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plies - ol' lady lyrics

[plies talking]
ay man i heard a couple of n-gg-s around here
who said they don’t like me man
and i got a couple n-gg-s around here brah
who owe me a lil paper
n-gg-s aint answering they phone no mo
imma tell you how imma handle this here man

[chorus 2x]
n-gg- owe me some money he aint gotta pay me
got something for you f-ck n-gg-s who playa hatin
n-gg- claiming he don’t like me but its all gravy
keep playing with me and imma f-ck your ol’ lady

[verse 1]
make yo b-tch leave home and don’t come back
sit her down in that chevy and change her whole life
make her hang in the hood and watch me shoot dice
and take her back to the crib and f-ck her on 50 stacks
fo’ you play with me dawg you betta get it right
tell you straight up homie im playin real trife
walk up straight in the club n-gg- wit yo wife
and make her dance in front of me while i drank yak
and let her and her homegirls rock all night
and just to p-ss you off imma let her throw a stack
and everytime you see her imma dress her in something tight
and when you start to miss her imma make you buy a bite
and let her push the whip while i sit in the back
and make yo ho sleep naked wit me all night
and put hickies all over her n-gg- that’s what she likes
keep playing with me and i’ll f-ck up your whole life

[verse 2]
i don’t want yo side ho n-gg- i want yo main b-tch
the one you call babe the one you in love with
make yo hoe pack yo sh-t
and make her call you right now and tell you its over wit
befo she hang up the phone she gon tell you she’s plies b-tch
and when you call her back gonna have her number switched
and imma f-ck her everyday until i get her thick
and make her put my name on her nails and sh-t
and keep her hair did fo her and full of d-ck
i might move her out the hood n-gg- just to pick
i know how to make you n-gg-s lose weight real quick
and have you walking round this b-tch looking real sick
i’ll have your -ss embarr-ssed hanging around your own click
i’ll make you call me n-gg- and say plies i quit
imma tell you im counting money so i’ll hit you back jit
and hang right up the phone and lay on yo b-tch

- plies lyrics

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