
Loot Lil Playah (Ft. Autumn!)
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[Intro: Lil Playah]
Get to the loot (Loot)
Snooze you lose (Ooh)
I'm with your boo (Yeah)
She for the crew (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Ooh)
You got me fucked up (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Yeah)
You got me fucked up
(Yeah)
[Verse 1: Lil Playah]
Get to the loot (Loot)
Snooze you lose (Ooh)
I'm with your boo (Yeah)
She for the crew (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Ooh)
You got me fucked up (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Yeah)
You got me fucked up
Baby girl, I'm on to more important stuff
I feel like I'm Drake 'cause bitch I'm on one
Don't know why they hate, but guess I'm on my own
No we not the same, 'cause I'm an animal
No you not mines, yeah
But you're still mine
So we takin' it one at a time
Other bitches be hittin' my line
But she lookin' fine
That lil' bitch is a motherfuckin' dime
So I fucked the ho when I got time (Yeah)
Today I don't got no time, time to hit decline
Only hit my line when they see me doin' fine
Why is every time just the same damn lies
I just wanna know if you're really, really mine
All of these people look up to me
What do you really want from me?
I'm all alone at night, so lonely
You don't know me, bro, we're not homies
I'm on the road, I'm doin' shows
I'm doin' fine, don't got the time
No we not close, no you not bro
Speak on my name, you out of line
Hot shells, hot shells, ooh
Yeah, he runnin' now
Your girl, your girl, ooh
I'm scorin' touchdown
Get to the loot (Loot)
Snooze you lose (Ooh)
I'm with your boo (Yeah)
She for the crew (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Ooh)
You got me fucked up (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Yeah)
You got me fucked up
(Yeah)
[Verse 1: Lil Playah]
Get to the loot (Loot)
Snooze you lose (Ooh)
I'm with your boo (Yeah)
She for the crew (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Ooh)
You got me fucked up (Yeah)
She got me fucked up (Yeah)
You got me fucked up
Baby girl, I'm on to more important stuff
I feel like I'm Drake 'cause bitch I'm on one
Don't know why they hate, but guess I'm on my own
No we not the same, 'cause I'm an animal
No you not mines, yeah
But you're still mine
So we takin' it one at a time
Other bitches be hittin' my line
But she lookin' fine
That lil' bitch is a motherfuckin' dime
So I fucked the ho when I got time (Yeah)
Today I don't got no time, time to hit decline
Only hit my line when they see me doin' fine
Why is every time just the same damn lies
I just wanna know if you're really, really mine
All of these people look up to me
What do you really want from me?
I'm all alone at night, so lonely
You don't know me, bro, we're not homies
I'm on the road, I'm doin' shows
I'm doin' fine, don't got the time
No we not close, no you not bro
Speak on my name, you out of line
Hot shells, hot shells, ooh
Yeah, he runnin' now
Your girl, your girl, ooh
I'm scorin' touchdown
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