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• Playin' With Fire • | by Lil Wayne feat. Betty Wright
(Chorus:)
So you’ve got so many diamonds,
You wear all the finest clothes,
And your grill is shining,
As you travel 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 amazing,
But I don’t listen to a lady,
But the bitch say I’m hot,
And I say no bitch I’m blazing,
Like what the fuck do you expect I’m a motherfucken Cajun,
I feel caged in my mind,
It’s like my flow is doing time,
It 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’s husband,
Couldn’t kick it like I kick it, bitch, I kix it,
No cereal, like a landing I sticks it,
Wherever she asks me, after she licks it,
That’s too explicit, but why you listening,
I smell smoke, and something’s sizzling,
That’s her pussy, so hey pussy,
Play with pussy, or play pussy

(Chorus:)
But you can’t 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 doing the same shit martin Luther king did,
Checking in the same hotel, in the same suite bitch,
Same balcony, like “assassinate me bitch”,
Slim tunechee,
I don’t rap, I film movies, with my rap,
You can call me, Mr. Director’s chair, yea, and that’s a rap,
Cut, on to the next, not the next scene,
Bitch, the next check,
Some say X makes the sex specs,
So play with the pussy or play pussy.

(Chorus:)
So you’ve got so many diamonds, (hey pussy, lay pussy)
You wear all the finest clothes, (do or die, say pussy, and I say)
And your grill is shining, (lay pussy lay pussy lay pussy)
As you travel down the streets 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, I’m medieval,
Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral,
Standing on the corner selling Porcelain to People,
Forced into evil, Its all in your head,
It's also cerebral, call me Knievel,
You follow when I lead you,
Straight to the needle,
The bottles, the battle, the beetles will eat you,
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita,
Remember when your pussy Second husband tried to beat ya?,
Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleaver,
He ain’t give a f**k I ain’t give a f**k neither,
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features,
You could smell the ether,
You can see Cita,
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
And she don’t play neither.
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 # 1 | Danny FB:

100% sure about everything except "Slim TuneChee" maybe someone can understand the reference, i think its something to deal with mlk.
on 5 June 2008
 

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