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Jaguar Wright
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Ain't Nobody Playin'
Lyricist:Scott Storch, Tarik Trotter, Jacquelyn Wright
Two months prior you said you had a dire emergency It was 1:30, my face was all dirty trying to get some sleep Head still whirling, throw on my shearing leave my man home Two dots yes I'm coming, yes my car is running, hang up my cell phone
By the time I arrived you was deep about five like you had beef And then you tried to step and told me that I slept like you was cock deez It was all about some niggaz that you thought was jigga Who was digging me and I told you after that day we ain't cool baby, so
Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door I was trying to be nice for your own advice Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out
I was kinda thrown head was kinda blown but I'm not blue Lost a couple friends once or twice before, I'm still cool Then you tried to flex like you were the next bitch who you trying to fool You just another girl from the avenue who graduated school
Now you wanna be down after you tried to clown me baby doll But ain't no future in fronting and frontiers Don't hang around with me at all And now I make my music got me some new dick and I'm doing fine And I'm still real ghetto and I still kick your black behind
Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door I was trying to be nice for your own advice Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out
Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing Thought I told you before, don't you come knockin' on my door I was trying to be nice for your own advice Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yo, I'm ringing the phone two in the a.m. rudely awaken Dreaming deep concentration hazy She really couldn't peep what they was saying At first all I know was Jag really wasn't playing at all
She left calming to speak to the John Got the Jaguar double parked, blinkers is on Head pulled back sneakers is on Yo I don't know what sis told her But she bout' to get a beatin' performed
She grabbing all up on her shirt tugging on her slacks Jag tried to go in the grill I had to hold her back Cool her out try to tell her to chill, lower the thermostat You a star no need for you to stoop as low as that boy
Scrapping over men is best avoided And a real lady would never confess to doing it She said I'm ganstar don't let the dress confuse you The only things sweet is the music, it's really not a game
Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door I was trying to be nice for your own advice Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out
Whatcha think this a game Thought I told you before I was trying to be nice Ooh girl you don' did it now Really, really, really did it now watch out, watch out
Watch out, watch out Watch out, watch out Watch out, watch out
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