Ha ha, ha ha
What's up, what's up?
What's happenin'?
It's your boy A.C., the promoter
A.C., baby
Right here with my homeboys
It's your boy L. Burner
Turn up, man
Lil' Lazy Bone
That's right
And the homeboy, Sir Speedy
OG
Can't forget Mr. Sugar Boom Boom
D.L. Downer
Let's go
I got love for this *
I got love for this *
But I care about it
I got love for my bitch
I got love for my bitch
But she don't care about *
She don't care about *
Playing with my emotions
Playing with my emotions
Oh
I don't care about nuffin' but you
I don't care about nuffin' but you
But I just wanna * somebody
I just wanna * somebody
Oh
I ain't playin' these games no more
I ain't playin' these games no more
I just wanna * somebody
I just wanna * somebody
Oh
I ain't playin' these games no more
I ain't playin' these games no more
No more, no more
No more, no more, no more
I ain't playin' these games, I ain't playin' these games
No more, no more, no more
How the * you gon' run up in a burner with my shoes on fire
And I'm movin' with a long stride
Little nigga run a marathon, better get it in
In the gym, cause I'm movin' for the long ride
Y'all niggas too hard to check
My niggas too hard to check
My niggas too hard to check
My niggas too hard to check
If a nigga really wanna get it in
I'ma do it like a real motherfuckin' citizen
I'm Superman and you super dumb
I'm Superman and you super dumb
Everybody got a problem here and there though
AC, the promoter, let em know though
Move on over, let me step on in
You know I'm gonna take it down, you and your friend
I'ma nod your twirl, watch you take off your bra
Open your mouth, have you take it all
As you're down on your knees and you're lookin' at me
Asking me to hit, I got love for this *
I got love for this *
I got love for this *
My niggas too hard to check
I don't care about her
I got love for my bitch
I got love for my bitch
But she don't care about *
Playin' with my emotions
Playin' with my emotions
Oh
I don't care about nothing but you
I don't care about nothing but you
But I just wanna * somebody
I just wanna * somebody
I ain't playin' these gags no more
I ain't playin' these gags no more
I just wanna * somebody
I just wanna * somebody
But I just wanna * somebody
I ain't playing these games no more, I ain't playing these games no more
Yeah baby, it's me, I'm on the creep again
You see me come back at it like a *** addict
I'm on the beat, you see the freak on the street
But I'm quick to spit games so she can get the meat
You feel me? I know she feel me
I give the kind of love that make a real woman want me
Bumping into me just to get next to me
Next scene, we're getting into nasty things
Oh, I know we're getting somewhere now
You and I on top of each other like oh wow
Yeah, I know you feel it when this music's inside of you
There's women everywhere but I'm still into you
And let me hear the *, cause I'ma spit this quick
I got a flow so cold, but it's making you sick
Now all you feel is like *, she all on my dick
Call her what you want, just while I call her a bitch
Yeah, call her at the hotel, be like oh well
Know I'm cutting price, you can have it wholesale
But deep through the whole smell, I don't know, couldn't tell
Feeling kinda tizzy, broke her off and made a bail
Yeah, caught up with the homie AC, busting rhymes
Speedy what it do, what it is, what the crime
Homies flying through with the beers right on time
With the nine in the stash box
Yeah, I know we're getting somewhere, but I'm still into you
Boobie stash rocks, I got love
I got love for this *, but I care about it
I got love for my bitch, but she don't care about *
Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions
Oh, I don't care about nothing but you
I don't care about nothing but you
But I just wanna * somebody, I just wanna * somebody
Oh, I ain't playing these games no more
I ain't playing these games no more
I just wanna * somebody
I just wanna * somebody
I ain't playing these games no more
I ain't playing these games no more
I ain't playing
I ain't playing