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Don't Bryson Tiller Don't Don't play with her, don't be dishonest Still not understanding this logic Aye, I'm back and I'm better I want you bad as ever Don't let me just let up I wanna give you better Baby it's whatever Somebody gotta step up Girl, I'm that somebody So I'm next up Be damned if I let him catch up It's easy to see that you're fed up I am on a whole 'nother level Girl, he only fucked you over 'cause you let him Fuck 'em, girl, I guess he didn't know any better Girl, that man didn't show any effort Do all I can just to show you you're special Certain it's your love that holds me together Lately you say he been killing the vibe Gotta be sick of this guy Pull up skirt Get in the ride Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh Light up a spliff and get high Shawty you deserve what you been missing Looking at you I'm thinking he must be tripping Play this song for him tell him just listen Don't (Play this song for him...) Don't Girl, said he keeps on playing games and his loving ain't the same I don't know what to say-ay but What a shame If you were mine you would not get the same If you were mine you would top everything Suicide in the drop switching lanes And that thang so fire baby no propane Got good pussy, girl, can I be frank To keep it 100, girl, I ain't no saint But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way Giving you the world baby when you get space Pen game get me laid, baby that's penetrate Oh baby Don't (Ey) H-Town got a nigga so throwed Po' up we can party some mo' Yeah got this drink in my cup Got a young nigga feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold Young money got a nigga feeling old Spit fire and the world so cold H-Town got me feeling so throwed H-Town got me feeling so throwed Raw paint in the sip can it fold H-Town got me feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold H-Town got a nigga so throwed (Play this song for em...) Don't