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Ain't Nobody Playin' Lyrics - Singles - Jaguar Wright

Two months prior you said you had a dire emergency 

It was 1:30, my face was all dirty trying to get some sleep 

Head still whirling, throw on my shearing leave my man home 

Two dots yes I'm coming, yes my car is running, hang up my cell phone 

 

By the time I arrived you was deep about five like you had beef 

And then you tried to step and told me that I slept like you was cock deez 

It was all about some niggaz that you thought was jigga 

Who was digging me and I told you after that day we ain't cool baby, so 

 

Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing 

Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door 

I was trying to be nice for your own advice 

Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out 

 

I was kinda thrown head was kinda blown but I'm not blue 

Lost a couple friends once or twice before, I'm still cool 

Then you tried to flex like you were the next bitch who you trying to fool 

You just another girl from the avenue who graduated school 

 

Now you wanna be down after you tried to clown me baby doll 

But ain't no future in fronting and frontiers 

Don't hang around with me at all 

And now I make my music got me some new dick and I'm doing fine 

And I'm still real ghetto and I still kick your black behind 

 

Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing 

Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door 

I was trying to be nice for your own advice 

Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out 

 

Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing 

Thought I told you before, don't you come knockin' on my door 

I was trying to be nice for your own advice 

Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out 

 

Yo, I'm ringing the phone two in the a.m. rudely awaken 

Dreaming deep concentration hazy 

She really couldn't peep what they was saying 

At first all I know was Jag really wasn't playing at all 

 

She left calming to speak to the John 

Got the Jaguar double parked, blinkers is on 

Head pulled back sneakers is on 

Yo I don't know what sis told her 

But she bout' to get a beatin' performed 

 

She grabbing all up on her shirt tugging on her slacks 

Jag tried to go in the grill I had to hold her back 

Cool her out try to tell her to chill, lower the thermostat 

You a star no need for you to stoop as low as that boy 

 

Scrapping over men is best avoided 

And a real lady would never confess to doing it 

She said I'm ganstar don't let the dress confuse you 

The only things sweet is the music, it's really not a game 

 

Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing 

Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door 

I was trying to be nice for your own advice 

Ooh girl you don' did it now, really, really, really did it now watch out 

 

Whatcha think this a game 

Thought I told you before 

I was trying to be nice 

Ooh girl you don' did it now 

Really, really, really did it now watch out, watch out 

 

Watch out, watch out 

Watch out, watch out 

Watch out, watch out 

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