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MACH FIVE FT. GANGSTA BOO lyrics : "Don't Play"

What you wanna do, what you wanna do
What you wanna, what you wanna do
Why you all up in my face

I'm on some rapper weed, I'm smoking rapper weed

[Hook]

What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way

What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way

If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don't play with real ^!$$%s, real ^!$$%s don't play
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face

If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way
Yeah, If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A

Don't play with real ^!$$%s, real ^!$$%s don't play, yeah hoe

You ain't talking bout no money, what you talking bout?

Cause I can't comprehend %#@! coming out your mouth
You (*##$es playing checkers while I'm playing chess
And everytime I walk through the door (*##$ I bet I'm fresh

What you wanna bet? Hahaha
You mother$#&@ers know that lap
We ?rolling no smoking on gas

You know I would leave your $$# in the past
I'm bout that fast life, that cash life, that gansta %#@!
Hey come take a trip on my road to the riches to see what it is


Dope girls come and take a ride with me, yeah hoe
Dope boys come and make a mill with me, yeah hoe

I'm in the atl, get my 5 with, we smoking on that sticky, icky,
Running through the city


[Hook]
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money

Get the $#&@ about my way
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money

Get the $#&@ about my way
If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don't play with real ^!$$%s, real ^!$$%s don't play

What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way

Yeah, If you grinding all day, make this ten to the A
Don't play with real ^!$$%s, real ^!$$%s don't play, yeah hoe


Sacked up, (*##$es in my condo
You ain't talking bout %#@!, get the $#&@ about my convo
Bravo, que passo, for my ^!$$%s inside of that locked o

I been standing the rain so long, I don't give a $#&@ about a poncho
Bring that thunderstorm and your money make it dormant
I be on that paper chasing (*##$ look at my fortress

Slanging on the porsches, coming through the nearest check
My (*##$ is so gorgeous, she don't show you no respect
You a $#&@ ^!$$%, that's the bottom line

In this thug %#@!, it's just an alibi
While they try to ra ta tat,
With a ^!$$% matter fact

Take these couple stacks and go and double that

[Hook]

What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way

What you wanna do, why you all up in my face
If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way

If you grinding all day, make this teen to the A
Don't play with real ^!$$%s, real ^!$$%s don't play
What you wanna do, why you all up in my face

If you ain't talking bout no money
Get the $#&@ about my way
Yeah, If you grinding all day, make this teen to the A
Don't play with real ^!$$%s, real ^!$$%s don't play, yeah hoe


Everytime I walk around the city ^!$$%s know it's me
Just pick my bottom (*##$, I got ?for her ovaries
I could never love a hoe, even if she $#&@s for free
Calculator counting dough, twist it, light it, puffing tree
Uncle Keny was a pimp, mama was a dope girl

Granny said I could get anything, it's your world
Daddy was on crack rock, uncle Gil was off in jail
So I grew up on my own, climbed about that wishing well
And now I'm living well, see my enemies in hell
Waiter let me get some quail, escargot I'm eating snail

Turn the party up your #~!!@ I just took it
That hoe pimp on looking, all my ^!$$%s juking, yeah hoe.


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