Play For Keeps by Dalton Foxx Lyrics
[Chorus: Echo]
Fuckin' on your ho, yeah, we fuckin' on a freak
And I pass it to my bro's and you know we play for keeps
And I'm always off them drugs, so you know I never sleep
And this .30 on my Glock and I got a laser beam
And we always in a foreign, push start, no keys
And the coupe's goin round with my fuckin' brother Neeks, ay
[Verse: GG Neeks]
Bitch I'm dipped up in designer when I pop out
You gon' [?] and now you knocked out (Knock your ass out)
Took your bitch back to the crib, she pulled my cock out (My cock, uh)
Told that bitch "We ain't gon' fuck, just give me top now" (Give me top now)
Pop a bean, man, I'm feeling good, rollin' 'nother Wood (Another one)
Shawty fell in love, I get her once, 'cause she a dub
I give fuck, gotta run it up, gotta get these funds
Gotta get they guap, gotta chase the [?], never come for not
[?]
Laughin' to the bank, like "Ha-ha-ha-ha"
I ain't dropped no song in three years and I'm still on top
[Chorus: Echo]
Fuckin' on your ho, yeah, we fuckin' on a freak
And I pass it to my bro's and you know we play for keeps
And I'm always off them drugs, so you know I never sleep
And this .30 on my Glock and I got a laser beam
And we always in a foreign, push start, no keys
And the coupe's goin round with my fuckin' brother Neeks, ay
Fuckin' on your ho, yeah, we fuckin' on a freak
And I pass it to my bro's and you know we play for keeps
And I'm always off them drugs, so you know I never sleep
And this .30 on my Glock and I got a laser beam
And we always in a foreign, push start, no keys
And the coupe's goin round with my fuckin' brother Neeks, ay
[Verse: GG Neeks]
Bitch I'm dipped up in designer when I pop out
You gon' [?] and now you knocked out (Knock your ass out)
Took your bitch back to the crib, she pulled my cock out (My cock, uh)
Told that bitch "We ain't gon' fuck, just give me top now" (Give me top now)
Pop a bean, man, I'm feeling good, rollin' 'nother Wood (Another one)
Shawty fell in love, I get her once, 'cause she a dub
I give fuck, gotta run it up, gotta get these funds
Gotta get they guap, gotta chase the [?], never come for not
[?]
Laughin' to the bank, like "Ha-ha-ha-ha"
I ain't dropped no song in three years and I'm still on top
[Chorus: Echo]
Fuckin' on your ho, yeah, we fuckin' on a freak
And I pass it to my bro's and you know we play for keeps
And I'm always off them drugs, so you know I never sleep
And this .30 on my Glock and I got a laser beam
And we always in a foreign, push start, no keys
And the coupe's goin round with my fuckin' brother Neeks, ay