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Playboy Jay - Civil Suits (feat. Holden & BSTOKYO) Lyrics
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She wasn't for my eyes only, like It's snapchat Turn that bitch nigga into a hashtag
Too late to duck nigga, I ain't talkin' aflac Brudda, when you Goin' through your healing
Phase, You can't run through these hoes like a halfback
I promise that shit ain't gon' work If you f*ck up all these hoes, I swear to
God At the end of the day, your ass gon' be hurt
New boy, she said she want the crew, now that I'm a jerk
I put a little in my mind, she just tryna flirt
Bad bitch, she actin' bougie, now she takin' off her skirt
And I'm takin' off my shirt, bitches on my dick
Cause they say that I hit it where it hurts Baby girl, Can't you see I been that nigga
Since my birth? Different atmosphere
I'm not really from this earth, But if we plan it out, then we might see what
It's worth
Playboy
Yeah, we get so civil, we need the suits Yeah, you movin' hella weird, I barely even
Noticed you I see you tryna approach me, playin' type
Of flutes You're playin' all my tunes when I'm not tryna
Get with you Nah, nah, yeah, you wanted to fight
Well, then you got it all right How about I bring it to dinner and you can
Eat it tonight
Now they said they wanted more, and we winnin' all the wars
Closin' chapters to my doors
This is Civil War
You better pick a side and you better not ignore
Everything we had aside and you thought it was a chore
And I can't lie, I keep movin' it forward
Goddamn, Jay, you need to chill Cause you gettin' out of hand
Places you can feel till you figure out your plan
Don't worry about these niggas, yeah, they all on demand
They actin' like your fan
Well, damn, you done f*cked up now
Cause I hope you knock me down with a hit to the mouth
Cause I'ma knock you out with a left to the right
Night to the fight, you thought you talkin' about civil rights
Hell nah, baby
Nah, this is different
Your body magnificent, but you not as persistent
Them new niggas stayin' in my palm like an assistant
Back up, nigga, yeah, I need me some distance
Go get you some bitches
Playboy
Yeah, these are Civil suits
You're pickin' out my brain like a bowl of fruit
As I cut you to the root
Yeah, I know you see the group
Movin' like brutes until we make a move
We're like the Avengers, all different attributes
I can make you permanent mute, you'll never have salutes
So we talkin' bout a system
Government full of criminal politicians
Don't mention they set up for life
Got a pension, rest of us out here just fightin' for attention
So much tension in this country we just livin
I don't mean to get political
But it seems like we're at the point where it's critical
Government not listenin
Man, that shit is typical
Now it looks like we hopin' for a miracle
I can't lie, I don't watch the news
But I keep hearin' mixed reviews
We can't compress this news
We gotta wake up and take the clues
It's our future we talkin' about, we Can't afford to lose
Everyone's gotta pay their dues
Who's gonna walk if no one fill The shoes
I didn't mean to f*ckin' rant about Politics and shit on this beat
But..
F*ck it
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She wasn't for my eyes only, like It's snapchat Turn that bitch nigga into a hashtag
Too late to duck nigga, I ain't talkin' aflac Brudda, when you Goin' through your healing
Phase, You can't run through these hoes like a halfback
I promise that shit ain't gon' work If you f*ck up all these hoes, I swear to
God At the end of the day, your ass gon' be hurt
New boy, she said she want the crew, now that I'm a jerk
I put a little in my mind, she just tryna flirt
Bad bitch, she actin' bougie, now she takin' off her skirt
And I'm takin' off my shirt, bitches on my dick
Cause they say that I hit it where it hurts Baby girl, Can't you see I been that nigga
Since my birth? Different atmosphere
I'm not really from this earth, But if we plan it out, then we might see what
It's worth
Playboy
Yeah, we get so civil, we need the suits Yeah, you movin' hella weird, I barely even
Noticed you I see you tryna approach me, playin' type
Of flutes You're playin' all my tunes when I'm not tryna
Get with you Nah, nah, yeah, you wanted to fight
Well, then you got it all right How about I bring it to dinner and you can
Eat it tonight
Now they said they wanted more, and we winnin' all the wars
Closin' chapters to my doors
This is Civil War
You better pick a side and you better not ignore
Everything we had aside and you thought it was a chore
And I can't lie, I keep movin' it forward
Goddamn, Jay, you need to chill Cause you gettin' out of hand
Places you can feel till you figure out your plan
Don't worry about these niggas, yeah, they all on demand
They actin' like your fan
Well, damn, you done f*cked up now
Cause I hope you knock me down with a hit to the mouth
Cause I'ma knock you out with a left to the right
Night to the fight, you thought you talkin' about civil rights
Hell nah, baby
Nah, this is different
Your body magnificent, but you not as persistent
Them new niggas stayin' in my palm like an assistant
Back up, nigga, yeah, I need me some distance
Go get you some bitches
Playboy
Yeah, these are Civil suits
You're pickin' out my brain like a bowl of fruit
As I cut you to the root
Yeah, I know you see the group
Movin' like brutes until we make a move
We're like the Avengers, all different attributes
I can make you permanent mute, you'll never have salutes
So we talkin' bout a system
Government full of criminal politicians
Don't mention they set up for life
Got a pension, rest of us out here just fightin' for attention
So much tension in this country we just livin
I don't mean to get political
But it seems like we're at the point where it's critical
Government not listenin
Man, that shit is typical
Now it looks like we hopin' for a miracle
I can't lie, I don't watch the news
But I keep hearin' mixed reviews
We can't compress this news
We gotta wake up and take the clues
It's our future we talkin' about, we Can't afford to lose
Everyone's gotta pay their dues
Who's gonna walk if no one fill The shoes
I didn't mean to f*ckin' rant about Politics and shit on this beat
But..
F*ck it
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Writer: Brev T., Jay Young, Holden F.
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