stop play'n - shoreline mafia lyrics
[verse 1: fenix flexin]
oh, for real, l’il b-tch tell me you ain’t know
you ain’t heard about them n-gg-s servin’ lean for the low
l’il n-gg-, stop playin’ you ain’t got no poke
not for real, by any means, i cannot go broke
why you pull that pistol out, if you not gon’ blow
n-gg-, hol’ up, wait a minute, you do not wanna smoke
sorry n-gg-, out my way, so when them nights get low
i ain’t trippin’ on that b-tch, that is not my hoe
they be sippin’ by the ounce, then they talk ’bout fours
we will beat you n-gg-s up at our own d-mn shows
you can’t do it like this; you ain’t pot no roast
you can’t do it like this; you ain’t pot no roast
[chorus]
stop playin’
l’il n-gg-, stop playin’
quit playin’, lil b-tch, stop playin’
l’il b-tch, stop playin’
stop playin’, stop playin’
[verse 2: fenix flexin]
stop playin’ with me
l’il b-tch, you can’t lay up with me
and if you stayin, you ain’t stayin for free
i gotta pull up on this n-gg-, tryin’ say he’ll beef
i ain’t sayin’ he a shooter, but i’m sayin’ he sweet
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these n-gg-s to be sayin’ the least
you the type of n-gg- try and go and pay for a fee
i’m the type of n-gg- spendin’ paychecks on my feet
i use to f-ck a different b-tch like every day of the week
i used to pop so many bars i couldn’t stand on my feet
i’m on the perky right now, i’m just sayin’ i’m deep
mr roll-up, hol’ up, watch your main b-tch hoe up
we go-a slower, i-i mean in my pole-a
she dole up, tol’ her drugs make a n-gg- throw up
we smoke her or what, yeah sure i really know, but
you know her, so what, n-gg- what the f-ck you know of
these n-gg-s are right, so i had to switch my flow up
[chorus]
stop playin’
l’il n-gg-, stop playin’
l’il b-tch, stop playin’ (stop playin’, stop playin’)
p-ssy n-gg-, stop playin’ (p-ssy n-gg-)
stop playin’, b-tch n-gg- (stop playin’)
stop playin’ (what the f-ck?)
b-tch n-gg- (stop playin’)
[verse 3: fenix flexin]
nino got that glock on him right now (glock)
always bring them pipes out, you n-gg-s better pipe down
i just popped a 30 perc, a n-gg- feel it right now
keep you sippin’ dirty dirt, my cup ain’t even white now (what?)
put [?] in the trap, we got the water and the white now (the water)
wanna do some sh-t, that’s where my mind is, leave it right now
it’s torture
when you come on us come with caution, no sauces
run up on me, you get losses, we bosses
[verse 4: ohgeesy]
stop playin’
i’m sayin’
no n-gg-, l’il n-gg-, i be sprayin’
hoes on my lean and my wrist got a sprain
b-tch you bet who did this, your -ss don’t get blamed
just sayin’, b-tch don’t get mad
your best friend body so low and do the math
i forgot about your -ss ’cause i pop a lot of xans
and, i f-cked on that b-tch even though she got a man
stop playin’, i ain’t feelin’ on your hand
b-tch, you a hoe, man i’d rather hold a band
count money, count digits
stupid -ss n-gg-, you be countin’ on them b-tches
h-ll, you smoke loud but, i saw you with a midget
h-ll, you know the hoes, but your -ss stay committed
h-ll, you stay fitted, but you got no givenchy
all my n-gg-s go up in your pockets sayin’ they was empty
[outro: ogheesy]
stop playin, boy you play too much
silenced and extended clips, i don’t say too much
stop playin, boy you play too much
silence this and extended clips, i don’t say too much
no
one of y’all
[phone ring]
h-llo. h-llo
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