Eric Bellinger - Stop Playin lyrics

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Eric Bellinger - Stop Playin lyrics

[Hook: Skeme] Girl give me that p**y stop playin' with me Stop playin' with me Girl give me that p**y stop playin' with me Stop playin' with me [Verse 1: Skeme] Right, I'm tryna see you get ratchet with your fine a** But it's still purge first, show your fine a** Your Rolly tic-tac, n***a where you find that? Boy why you say you had them racks with your lyin' a**? I can see a hella hater n***a Helen Keller Stackin' dollars, so I dream all that I could sell it If she givin' me that p**y then I don't wanna smell it Magic trick, make it disappear, Penn and Teller I take my bae up to the bay, [?] n***a with a attitude, MC Ren and Yella My older b**h good and she call me a Goodfella I might help her get her groove back like I'm f**in' Stella Pull up in that new coupe, hollering out whoop And I'm riding with them shooters n***a word to the troops Say you getting paper n***a, we gon' need some proof And before I lose my b**h I lose my mind and my roof [Pre-Hook: Eric Bellinger] From the window to the wall The club to the life we ball Our n***as ain't scared, not at all I tear it up, tear it up Stop playin' with me [Hook] [Verse 2: Skeme] Man her p**y like a chopper, it just keep on busting I might pa** her to my woadie cause your b**h ain't nothing A broke bob and a dumb bob, one in a same Got some good head on her, she ahead of the game [Verse 3: The Game] They playin with a n***a, cuh my name Game though Pull that dirty harry out, bullets in your Range door Take a cuff n***a, show the whole hood his rainbow If we ain't k**in' n***as then what the f** we came for? n***as they ain't say, chuck me on these hoes though So I looked at my enemy table and I chose four Now I got that n***a hoes with my hoes They happy cos they ain't gottta ride home in that Tahoe 10 minutes ago she was your wife, now she my ho Keep the kids, can't fit 'em inside that Murcielago Play 'em just the ladies ho, you know she close that 'cedes door Give her '97 dick but I'm a '80s baby though Text my baby mama, why you actin' crazy though? Throwin' M&Ms, she ain't even signed to Shady though Blood, I ain't never gettin' married Cause that sh** gay and I ain't Tyler Perry I'm blood [Pre-Hook] + [Hook]