Playing Hard To Get Rid Of woody (Dream Caster)
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[Intro]
She's playing hard to get rid of
(Swagclique)
She's playing hard to get rid of
[Chorus]
Playing hard to get rid of
You're just playing hard to get rid of
Yeah I fell heart fake pick me up through up
When we had the money, we suffer all these
Gettin' this paper I be with [?] (Yeah)
I hide my face when I'm up in LA though (Yeah)
You posted some money, you gettin' robbed lil bro (Yeah)
I posted in LA I'm with my fake lil ho' (Ohh)
I'm sorry that I fell out, you fell out, it's done
I'm sorry that it's hell out, it's raining too much
And she just put hеr hair up, I just put my boots on
[Verse]
And I don't tie the laces I'mma lеave 'em untied
And I'm sorry at your party that I got too fried
And I'm sorry I lied but you lied (Too)
And I'm sorry you cried, so did I
[Chorus]
Playing hard to get rid of
You're just playing hard to get rid of
Yeah I fell heart fake pick me up through up
When we had the money, we suffer all these
Gettin' this paper I be with [?] (Yeah)
I hide my face when I'm up in LA though (Yeah)
You posted some money, you gettin' robbed lil bro (Yeah)
I posted in LA I'm with my fake lil ho' (Ohh)
I'm sorry that I fell out, you fell out, it's done
I'm sorry that it's hell out, it's raining too much
And she just put her hair up, I just put my boots on
She's playing hard to get rid of
(Swagclique)
She's playing hard to get rid of
[Chorus]
Playing hard to get rid of
You're just playing hard to get rid of
Yeah I fell heart fake pick me up through up
When we had the money, we suffer all these
Gettin' this paper I be with [?] (Yeah)
I hide my face when I'm up in LA though (Yeah)
You posted some money, you gettin' robbed lil bro (Yeah)
I posted in LA I'm with my fake lil ho' (Ohh)
I'm sorry that I fell out, you fell out, it's done
I'm sorry that it's hell out, it's raining too much
And she just put hеr hair up, I just put my boots on
[Verse]
And I don't tie the laces I'mma lеave 'em untied
And I'm sorry at your party that I got too fried
And I'm sorry I lied but you lied (Too)
And I'm sorry you cried, so did I
[Chorus]
Playing hard to get rid of
You're just playing hard to get rid of
Yeah I fell heart fake pick me up through up
When we had the money, we suffer all these
Gettin' this paper I be with [?] (Yeah)
I hide my face when I'm up in LA though (Yeah)
You posted some money, you gettin' robbed lil bro (Yeah)
I posted in LA I'm with my fake lil ho' (Ohh)
I'm sorry that I fell out, you fell out, it's done
I'm sorry that it's hell out, it's raining too much
And she just put her hair up, I just put my boots on
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