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yella beezy - play yo part lyrics

[intro]
yeah, hey

[chorus]
say if you with me, baby, play your part then
and don’t you be listenin’ what b-tches be startin’
and if you rock with me then rock with me regardless
we ball on these b-tches just like jordan and harden, yeah
hop in the g5, baby, park your car then
and if they want problems then them pistols, we sparkin’
you got a opinion then i want you to voice it
ask about me, lil’ baby, promise i go the hardest, yeah

[verse 1]
baby, gotta play your part like an actress
sent your -ss on a blacklist
all a n-gg- wanna do is stack chips
on airplane mode, don’t ask sh-t
i really ain’t with all this rap sh-t
started in the street with the trap sh-t
don’t work for ups but i pack sh-t
i might put your ho on the track sh-t
got a rollie on the wrist, that plain jane
they ain’t for all the lame games
all i wanna do is maintain
me and all my n-gg-s on the same thing
free all my n-gg-s in the chain gang
all my shooters that bang bang
lock that gun, then bang bang
burn off on the scene and change lanes
why you listen to sh-t them b-tches tell you?
real recognize real, you don’t look familiar
how you gon’ let them b-tches feel you
’bout all them lies them b-tches said?
little b-tch better quit being rebellious
how you don’t see them b-tches jealous?
won’t see you happy, them b-tches selfish
dog–ss hoes, these b-tches won’t get it

[verse 2]
just ’cause i don’t post you on the ‘gram
that don’t mean i don’t love you or i don’t give a d-mn
keep my business out the news, i’m protecting my fam
and if they tell you otherwise, baby, they not your friend, yeah
just ’cause they postin’ sh-t don’t mean they happy
soon as a problem come, they gon’ run at you, laughin’
stop worryin’ ’bout what they think, lil’ mama, that’s so tacky
ain’t none of that sh-t genuine, baby if you ask me, yeah
hey, rock with me like you supposed to
i knew you was it when i chose you
don’t you worry ’bout them hoes, boo
they just doin’ what hoes do
won’t let none of these b-tches ho
say the ones that hurt you, ones you close to
talk behind your back and roast you
time’ll tell, it’ll show you

- yella beezy lyrics

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