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Don't Play With Me


Dem Franchize Boyz Lyrics

 

Don't Play With Me Lyrics

Don't Play With Me by Dem Franchize Boyz


[Chorus: repeat 2X]
b**ch don't play with me [repeat 4X]
I ain't noone to f**k wit [repeat 4X]

[Jizzal Man]
b**ch don't play with me don't even wave to me
It's a wrap ye ain't got nuttin' else to say to me
Make a nigga snap or see me straight flip b**ch
f**kin' with some G gon' get that ass killed b**ch
And if the cops come? f**k if the cops come
Cause I'ma do the sweep, hell yeah with my shotgun
Blow a f**kin' fuse and be wonderin' why he did that
Tried to keep it cool yeah I'm comin' to push your wigs back

[Parlae]
I squeeze big triggers, that'll rip when I blast techs
And I tote handguns with clips the size of giraffe necks
With the red beem on it (beem on it) so I can't miss
And I shoot k's (shoot k's) with ben frank clips
What's that? That's 100 rounds... Empty? That's 100 down
f**k with DFB and you gon hear how 100 sound
I pump and break it down, when I cock it and spit slug
Put your knees on your ankles, and your chest where your hip was

[Chorus]

[Crunchy Black]
Gimme that gun, gimme that man, gimme that keys, I'm at his ass
Talk that sh*t, now see is he bad, I'ma make him do the mothaf**kin' dance
Catch up with him, just like chad, put one in his mothaf**kin' ass
Leave 'em all bloody, like a big pad. Crunchy Blac - I don't ass crash

[Juicy J]
I'm bout to walk up to your house knock on the door and blow your brains out
Then buck you in your chest so f**kin hard it knock the stains out
I'm one of them crazy cats that kick your ass and knock them thangs out
I got a 12 inch dick in your girl mouth I'ma let it hang out

[DJ Paul]
Yeah, bounce bounce star, bounce bounce star
Three 6 mafia and the franchise huuhh?
We put a b**ch on blast
Dirty south we'll blast your ass

[Chorus]

[Buddie]
Every nigga that f**k with me (test me), that's the nigga I'ma check
Turn his whole chest into a muh f**kin' fish net
I ain't noone to f**k with, stuff you in the truck nigga
Have you tracked out, trapped up, bent up nigga
I got transporters that's workin' for a couple figures
And a couple slick colors, on a nigga play the trigger
Shoot a nigga down yup, that's courtesy the young dealer
Niggaz with attitude natural born young killers

[Pimpin]
Now b**ch don't play wit me cause I got the K with me
Load it up, cock it back, get all in they face with it
I ain't noone to f**k wit, better get your issue right
Nut in them b**ches and he ready to light that dynamite
ZMP niggaz hate it so I stay strapped
Run up on a nigga and put a whole in his wavecap
It's Pimpin nigga, steady trippin' on my off day
Blowin' purp all day run more blocks than in your ice tray

[Chorus]



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