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word play - young and gettin' it lyrics

okay, i go to sleep in the morning, been f-cking b-tches all night
i left that girl for one reason, she was f-cking up my high
lying n-gg-s i can spot ’cause you don’t look me in the eye
i’m buying guns, pop the trunk, you gon think i say “semper fi”
app state, nc, n-gg- i be high you can’t see me
cross the river i’m in a dirty place
yeen get that, then you ain’t from my state
n-gg- vodka straight, no chaser mane
got all b-tches from cali to maine
running a train, on a plane, what that is, snakes on a plane
i’m in house parties like kid ‘n play
like mac said ion f-ck with yay
what’s my name, it’s word play
i’m on injured reserve n-gg- i don’t play
i don’t play with fire, lil’ wayne
if you got beef, n-gg- i’ll throw them hands
popping pills no advil, and you know word play is so real
please believe me this big d-ck n-gg- be d-ck slanging
like the klan got me, my chain hanging
like wiz and sean, we gang banging
this mixtape, cop that, only f-ck a b-tch if that -ss fat
pockets fat like new york rats, bruce bruce, and project pat
187 on repeat, first beat i murked by jahlil beats
i’m dark as f-ck like burnt -ss meat
wearing orange call me trick or treat
finna cop that ’06 ‘vette
i’m the ace of spades, yeen in my deck
your b-tch sucking me like dracula and this b-tch is loose like smurfette
no lie, no lie, said i ain’t never told no lie
my homeboy sam doing time and i ain’t talking ’bout no 10:45
i just want the money, and all y’all b-tches
’cause i’m young and i’m getting it
and yes this last kings hat ain’t fitted
stay sacked up like kris kringle, long choppa clips like pringles
like lil’ tunechi i’m single, 3 mixtapes and no hit single
but it’s all good, checkmarks, i ate this beat, pop tarts
get ready for word play ’cause imma be nationwide like wal-marts
no kanye, n-gg-s no mercy, i bet your b-tch wanna piece of my hersey
no m.o.b., but these fish-out-of-water b-tches so d-mn thirsty
listen to me n-gg- i’m the pope
getting that becky i bet she choke
eyes low from smoking dope, porky pig, that’s all folks
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