Stop Playin With Me

Lil Wayne

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    (Chill Stump on the beat)

    Ooh, I got a plus sized model
    But she my lil' mama
    I make her bust it open for me like a piñata
    And as the world turned, she was my spin doctor
    'Cause when I was down, you all got lost on me like Bin Laden
    I know that times changed, I don't think I've changed
    I changed my mind a bunch of times, but that's just mind games
    Baby, stop playin' with me
    Do I look like I'm playin' with you?
    I was runnin' from myself, and that's just who I ran into
    Closed my eyes last night and had a dream I was dyin'
    When I woke up, I was surprised, and I hate surprises
    I hate to love, they love to hate, but when it's all synchronizin'
    It feel just like the flames have died up in this cold state of mind
    Promethazine tranquilizers as I say my goodbyes
    Paid them no mind, and as I wait for my receipt
    I just got my face tatted and it felt orgasming
    I got on a straightjacket, then it must be fashion week
    I just look like this, ho, don't be comparin' me
    Shit is so embarrassing, low-key flattering
    They'd rather battle royale, way before they battle me
    Long live my skateboard and rest in peace to Adam Z
    Motherfucker, stop playin' with me

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    Stop playin' with me, bitch, stop playin' with me
    Stop playin' with me, bitch, it's been a long time
    For a long time
    Time sure flies but it's on a long flight
    No I don't need air time 'cause I got hang time
    You think it's play time? Well bitch, it's game time
    And you gon' stop playin' with me
    Stop playin' with me, bitch, stop playin' with me

    Ooh, I've been feelin' like a killer since the diapers
    I've been feelin' like a hitter since the minors
    Sticky icky like a itsy bitsy spider
    They say to be or not to be, bitch, I'm indecisive
    I'm in the buildin' like the interior designer
    You in your feelings like a bitch when she get her cycle
    Ain't that a bitch, ain't that a bitch? I'm yellin', please don't wife her
    Dwayne Carter, niggas wanna be the DC sniper
    Well, fuck it, I'm thuggin' on the low, I'm ballin' on the high
    I'm fuckin' on the floor, she can crawl but can't hide
    I'm Bloodin' with my bros, goin' hard with my slimes
    It ain't nothin' to a GOAT but the roar of a lion
    Jungle book, ho, it's another book show
    No car keys needed, button push, go
    We gon' ghost ride in the whip, then she believe in ghosts
    I'ma snowplow on that bitch until she freezin' cold
    She gon' slope style on the dick until she eat the snow
    Put my foot down in this bitch, these niggas twinkle toes
    Nigga, sit down, you a bitch, I heard your seat unfold
    Way up in the nosebleeds, hold your head back, squeeze your nose

    Nigga, stop playin' with me
    Stop playing with me
    It's been a long time, a long time
    Long, long time since she loved me long time
    Told her stop playin' with me
    Stop playin' with me
    No, I don't need air time 'cause I got hang time
    You think it's play time? Well then it's game time
    You gon' stop playin' with me
    Stop playin' with me, bitch, stop playin' with me
    Stop playin' with me, bitch
    Yes, I've been on time, for a long time
    And time sure flies, but it's on a long flight
    And you gon' stop playin' with me, yeah

    Song details

    Composition: Lil Wayne, Jonathan Rivera, Infamous, and Marquan Shumpert-Reid

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