Dwoyo - Played Yourself (Ms. QT Booty] lyrics

[Snippet: DJ Khaled] Congratulations, you played yourself [Intro] Damn Yo, you wanna know what happened to me last Saturday? sh**, you ever heard of Ms. Cutie Booty? sh**, you don't want to I mean you do, but you don't Let me tell you all about it Look, look [Verse 1] Just let me clown for a little while Half of what you bout to hear is a freestyle Like an illusionist, a duplicate zone, cause you can't tell the difference from the rhymes on my phone and the ones in the dome I'm all alone, but it feels good, I should've known Tell mama Ima have to get another loan That's the last time I pay for a bottle service But maybe not, cause by Friday God knows that we deserve it I was crossed when I crossed upon a pretty face Ass out of this world, I was staring into space Long locks flowing all the way down her waist And you gave it all away to that dude? What a waste Wait, I remember seeing you in the gym With more make-up on than actual skin Your squats let me know that it wasn't manufactured Broke my damn neck, I had to call a chiropractor Gullible dudes thinking that money isn't a factor Her purse back at home, and she's still getting plastered You gotta speak money for peak honeys, right That's why all my week's money getting spent in one night I gotta represent, break bread yeah my flow is heaven sent Four hours in the bathroom, like "I ain't ready yet" Female robbery, reminds me of the lottery If you wanna win her chances, then you gotta give her shots for free But honestly, all she'll prolly give you is a dance Get Jim Carried away, thinking that we have a chance To get all up in her pants, dumb for so long Ask for her number, she prolly wrote it down wrong, right? I'm running free, now I'm f**ing frequent I just got up out the drought, thirst is my weakness Make a dude say things, and text things, we can't control the s** swings, I just want you bouncing on my bed springs Now, the last thing I wanna do is seem desperate But, I heard she give the head that make a dude head split Get this, bout twenty minutes till twelve She came right up to our section introducing herself, like "heyy" [Yes dude, the same chick from the other night, you remember right the one with the long hair? Broo, I wasn't drunk enough the other night so my b**h a** never went up to her, but bro...when we go back out there you'll see, she's all up on my sh** now, I don't know how! Out of nowhere she went up to me and was all like:] (You look familiar, but I just can't remember I think I might've matched with you on tinder) I ain't even have one, but I know how to swipe right I'll say anything just to lay the pipe, right? Got a couple friends? Ima hit you with the invite VIP at another bar, it ain't even midnight (Lemme check up with my girls, but I'm down) We both got our numbers, I said "let me know when you're around" Now, next bar, forty minutes in I start to think she really put the wrong digits in I'm stressing over a text G, why would she even tempt me Go through all that trouble just to reject me sh**, my cups empty, no wonder why my minds full, now I act a fool cause I just took like nine pulls Stumbling to the bathroom, empty my leak When I got a text asking if we had VIP It was her, OMG, she's coming with two friends The table isn't mine, but I'm sure we'll make amends Cause there's way too many men, I'm tryna improve the ratio Along with my chances of fel**tio, I'm crazy yo Soon as I leave the stall, you know that I'm mad y'all Cause I'm looking at my boy get thrown like a rag doll Right out of the bar, they saying he got stuck Cause he started talking sh** about the girl he used to f** While her current man overheard, damn that was fadeful Especially since he's the one who payed for the table And that guy was the only one my boy knew And he gave him a black eye, so I don't think I'm getting through Should I leave? My friends are finna cap and go home Either stay for the bone, or she'll never hit your phone up Or maybe I should own up, tell her what really happened But she never would've came if it wasn't for your braggin' sh**, I gotta think, look who's walking through the door It's Ms. Cutie Booty and her two groupie hoes I went up to her while her friends were with somebody else And bought us a bunch of shots once I got her to myself I flirt, she thinks I'm funny, but now I'm out of money I'm thinkin if we keep on drinkin I could pull this honey She hit the bathroom, I tried to get my spot back Soon as the dude sees me he tells me that I should walk back I almost talked back, but I ain't got the time to scrap Cause I'm too busy finding ways to get this girl up on my lap And damn I'm getting desperate, I'm bout to say f** it I saw a couple geese chilling in the bucket I said f** it, grabbed it by the neck, then I tucked it And snuck it out of the table, Cutie booty said she loved it k**ed half of the bottle, I'm k**ing it with a model I still have dreams about the way she made it wobble On my jeans, damn, you gon make me get the uber (Wait hold up, gimme a sec. Alright.) I just got the uber She turned around on me, and I thought that I was set Till somebody took the goose from me and punched me in the head I ducked down before he tried to hit me again Turn around, it's the same dude that wouldn't let me in He tryna get shook with these hands like they Maracas The dude was so wasted he threw the bottle of vodka Smashed all on the wall, thank god he couldn't aim But before he could retaliate, security came Two giants grabbed him by the legs, on his shoulders through the crowd Threw him out, told his a** next time you're not allowed Now, last call ten minutes left It's either now or never if I'm bout to pull another theft Now I'm looking now I'm looking for my lady She read my text and ain't reply I'm going crazy Two rum and cokes, I used my last Lincoln But damn I'm so close that I could taste it while I'm drinking As soon as I see her, I think I'm bout to get laid 'Fore her ex showed up next to her and told me "Boy you got played" [Outro] And the f**ing uber's here I'm bout to just... 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