Playtime Is Over

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Playtime Is Over

Just when they thought it wwas safe to play* I
Hit'em with the n.I.c the K*I
I'm tinkerbell he's peter pay*I
Tell these rap bitches I'm mother may*I
I wanna kno why you waste your Time
On these wack hoes that don't write they rhymes
Gimme can a sprit with a twist of lime
Money money money always on my mind
Coupe color purple no I'm not cillay
We run new york like we play relay
My fight took oof yours has been delay
Tell it to dem early bitches so don't be late
Play time is ova when I sit bars my mixtape bring
All the boys to the yard
All the boys say they love me
All the boys want mine
All the boys say they love me yea they love me long
Yes I'm the bitch that you heard of
I commit murda
I bodie bitches I don't need a burna
Queens oh yes I rep queens little white T plus sum tight jeans
I make it heard for thes chicks to breath stay on my a Q'z I stay
on mt P'z
After I'm done the you will acknowledge I'm the president never
went to college
I'm a bad bitch I don't need no stylist
Tell a bitch hollas and she get my dollas
I'm the "1" I'm the "1" you heard me same number they stiched on
mcGrady jersey

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