Playing With Fire Lyrics
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Playing With Fire Lyricsby Lil' Wayne Buy album CD: Tha Carter Iii (Feat. Betty Wright) [Intro] So youve got so many diamonds, You wear all the finest clothes, And your grill is shining, As you're driving down the streets of gold, But you can't, blame, me if I set this stage on fire [Verse 1] Mama always told me I was crazy And My hoes say I'm amazin but I don't listen to a lady But the bitch say I'm hot and I say no bitch I'm blazin Like what the fuck you expect I'm a muthafuckin cajun And I feel caged in my mind it's like my flow doin time I goes crazy inside but when it comes out it's fine like wine Wait Watch See I get better with time like a watch Osh B'Gosh posh spice husband Couldn't kick it like I kick it bitch I kicks it No cereal like a landing I sticks it Wateva she asks me after she licks it That's too explicit but why you listenin *SNIFFS* I smell smoke and somethin sizzlin That's her pussy so hey pussy play with pussy or play pussy [Hook] But you cant, blame, me if I set this stage on fire. [Verse 2] They say you're nobody til somebody kills you But where I'm from you're nobody til you kill somebody And you know what they say When you're great it's not murder it's assassinate So assassinate me bitch Cause I'm doin the same shit Martin Luther King did Checkin in the same hotel in the same suite bitch same balcony Like assassinate me bitch Slim toche, I don't rap I film movies With my rap You can call me Mr. Directors Chair Yeah and that's a wrap Cut On to the next Not the next scene Bitch the next check Some say the X makes the sex spec. So play with the pussy or play pussy [Intro] So you got so many diamonds (hey pussy lay pussy) You wear all the finest clothes (do wat I say pussy and I say) And your grill is shining (I say lay pussy lay pussy lay pussy) As you're driving down the street of gold (Hey Pussy) But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (Hey Pussy Don't Play Pussy) Get em [Verse 3] Straight off the corner of Apple and Eagle Brave heart bitch like the times are medieval Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral Standin on the corner selling Porcelain to People Forced into evil, It's all in your head It's also cerebral, call me Knievel You follow when I lead you Straight to the needle The bottles, the battles, the beetles will eat you Mama named Cita, I love You Cita Member when your pussy second husband tried to beat ya Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleaver He ain't give a fuck I ain't give a fuck neither He could see the devil, see the devil in my features You could smell the ether You could see Cita You could see the Cita, see the Cita in my features And she don't play neither [Hook] But you can't, blame, me if I set this stage on fire. C3, 3 Peat
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