PlAyEd

by SarahBeth   Oct 16, 2003


You think that you got game
You think that I'm down
And baby I was
Before you creeped all over town

I'm not gonna cry
Cuz you were up in her bed
Who cares if she slobbed yo up
So what..you got some head

I'm tired of your games
You play them all the time
So I flipped the script
Went and got me a dime

While you're out messin'
With all these little tricks
I've done found me a balla
So f*ck you and your clique

So you're out hustlin'
But you're still on the grind
You know I don't need yo money
I got plenty of mine

You're sucha scrub
You're constantly broke
Your love for me
Was nuttin' but a joke

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