Playin' with Fire - Lil Wayne
Chorus:)
So you've got so many diamonds,
You wear all the finest clothes,
And your grill is shining,
As you travel down the streets of gold,
But you can't blame me, if I set this stage on fire
(Verse 1:)
Mama always told me I was crazy,
And my hoes say I'm amazing,
But I don't listen to a lady,
But the b_tch say I'm hot,
And I say no b_tch I'm blazing,
Like what the f_ck do you expect I'm a motherf_cken Cajun,
I feel caged in my mind,
It's like my flow is doing time,
It goes crazy inside, but when it comes out it's fine,
Like wine, wait, watch, see I get better with time,
Like a watch, osh b'gosh, posh spice's husband,
Couldn't kick it like I kick it, b_tch, I kix it,
No cereal, like a landing I sticks it,
Wherever she asks me, after she licks it,
That's too explicit, but why you listening,
I smell smoke, and something's sizzling,
That's her p_ssy, so hey p_ssy,
Play with p_ssy, or play p_ssy
(Chorus:)
But you can't blame me, if I set this stage on fire
(Verse 2:)
They say you're nobody 'til somebody kills you,
But where I'm from, you're nobody 'til you kill somebody,
And you know what they say,
When you're great, it's not murder it's assassinate,
So assassinate me b_tch,
'Cause I'm doing the same sh_t martin Luther king did,
Checking in the same hotel, in the same suite b_tch,
Same balcony, like "assassinate me b_tch",
Slim tunechee,
I don't rap, I film movies, with my rap,
You can call me, Mr. Director's chair, yea, and that's a rap,
Cut, on to the next, not the next scene,
B_tch, the next check,
Some say X makes the sex specs,
So play with the p_ssy or play p_ssy.
(Chorus:)
So you've got so many diamonds, (hey p_ssy, lay p_ssy)
You wear all the finest clothes, (do or die, say p_ssy, and I say)
And your grill is shining, (lay p_ssy lay p_ssy lay p_ssy)
As you travel down the streets of gold, (hey p_ssy)
But you can't blame me, if I set this stage on fire (Hey P_ssy Don't Play P_ssy)
GET 'EM!
(Verse 3:)
Straight off the corner of Apple and Eagle,
Brave heart b_tch, like the times, I'm medieval,
Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral,
Standing on the corner selling Porcelain to People,
Forced into evil, Its all in your head,
It's also cerebral, call me Knievel,
You follow when I lead you,
Straight to the needle,
The bottles, the battle, the beetles will eat you,
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita,
Remember when your p_ssy Second husband tried to beat ya?,
Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleaver,
He ain't give a f**k I ain't give a f**k neither,
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features,
You could smell the ether,
You can see Cita,
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
And she don't play neither.
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