Mach Five - Don't Play lyrics

[Intro] What you wanna do, what you wanna do? What you wanna, what you wanna do? Why you all up in my face? Im on some rapper weed, Im smoking rapper weed [Hook] What you wanna do, why you all up in my face? If you ain't talking bout no money Get the f** about my way We be grinding all day, Memphis, Tenn to the A' Dont play with real n***as, real n***as dont play What you wanna do, why you all up in my face? If you ain't talking bout no money Get the f** about my way We be grinding all day, Memphis, Tenn to the A' Dont play with real n***as, real n***as dont play [Gangsta Boo] You ain't talking bout no money, what you talking bout? Cause I can't comprehend sh** coming out your mouth You b**hes playing checkers while Im playing chess And everytime I walk through the door b**h I bet Im fresh What you wanna bet? Hahaha... You motherf**ers know that laugh You know what I'm rolling, smoking on gas You know I would leave your a** in the past. (Vroom) I'm bout that fast life, that cash life, that gansta sh** Hey come take a trip on my road to the riches to see what it is Dope girls come and take a ride with me, yeah ho Dope boys come and make a mill with me, yeah ho I'm in the atl, got Mach Five with me We smoking on that sticky icky Running through the city [Hook] What you wanna do, why you all up in my face? If you ain't talking bout no money Get the f** about my way We be grinding all day, Memphis, Tenn to the A' Dont play with real n***as, real n***as dont play What you wanna do, why you all up in my face? If you ain't talking bout no money Get the f** about my way We be grinding all day, Memphis, Tenn to the A' Dont play with real n***as, real n***as dont play [A.ware] Stacked up, b**hes in my condo You ain't talking bout sh**, get the f** about my convo Bravo, que pa**o, for my n***as inside of that locked joint I been standing the rain so long, I dont give a f** about a poncho Bring that thunderstorm in and your money making dormant I be on that paper chasing, b**h look at my fortress Slanging on the porsches, thumbing through the nearest check My b**h is so gorgeous, she don't show you no respect You a f** n***a, thats the bottom line In this thug sh**, its just an alibi While they try to ratatat with a n***a, matter fact Take these couple stacks and go and double that [Hook] What you wanna do, why you all up in my face? If you ain't talking bout no money Get the f** about my way We be grinding all day, Memphis, Tenn to the A' Dont play with real n***as, real n***as dont play What you wanna do, why you all up in my face? If you ain't talking bout no money Get the f** about my way We be grinding all day, Memphis, Tenn to the A' Dont play with real n***as, real n***as dont play [Corey Davis] Everytime I walk around the city n***as know it's me With my bottom b**h, I got hard dick for her ovaries I could never love a ho, even if she f**s for free Calculator, counting dough. Twist it, light it, puffing tree Uncle Keny was a pimp, Mama was a dope girl Granny said I could get anything, "It's your world." Daddy was on crack rock, Uncle June was off in jail So I grew up on my own, climbed up out that wishing well And now Im living well, see my enemies in hell Waiter let me get some quail. Escargot, Im eating snail Turn the party up, your p**y, I just took it That ho kept on looking, all my n***as jookin. (Yeah ho.)