Play Wit Yo Bitch Lyrics – Young Dolph

[Intro: Young Dolph]
(Zaytoven)
Woo
Ooh, that drank raw, yeah
Ayy, pass me a lighter, man
Yeah
Ayy, I'm in the booth right now, right?
And I look around and I finally realize
That I done turned myself to a motherfucking self-made millionaire, you dig?
Everybody love me except for one group of b¡tch-αѕѕ n¡ɡɡαѕ
Ayy, don't play with me, play with your b¡tch, let's go

[Verse: Young Dolph]
Don't play with me (Don't do that), play with your b¡tch (Play with your b¡tch)
Young n¡ɡɡα on some multi-million dollar ѕh¡t (It's Dolph)
Fur coat, half a million worth of ice on (It's Dolph)
I'm lit up like a n¡ɡɡα cut the Christmas lights on (I'm shinin')
Why the fμcκ do you be so fresh, Dolph? (Swag)
Why you keep your foot on these n¡ɡɡαѕ' neck, Dolph? (Woo)
'Cause we at the top, but we really from the bottom (Bottom)
Tell that ρμѕѕy fμcκ him and that's how I feel about him
Heard your intro your last two mixtapes (Both of 'em)
I hear you slick dissin', but that ѕh¡t lame (That ѕh¡t weak)
All that make believe rapping about cocaine (The fμcκ outta here)
Don't play with me, hο Gotti, you a hο, man, ayy
You went from my biggest fan to my biggest hater (Facts)
Begging me to sign with you, but I had too much paper (Facts)
Still that same n¡ɡɡα that used to front your big brother (Facts)
Found out he a b¡tch too, now I call him your big sister (B¡tch)
You still that same n¡ɡɡα that was beefing with a dyke (But you a gangster, though?)
I cannot take you serious, aight (Hah)
They said them ρμѕѕy n¡ɡɡαѕ on your team iron your drawers (What?)
They say you make them ρμѕѕy-αѕѕ n¡ɡɡαѕ call you boss (Hell nah)
But they can't call you king (Why?), because that's Dolph (Ayy)
I can't drink all that two liter (Why?), because that's raw (Pour up)
The streets ours (Empire)
That new 488 came with a lot of power (Skrrt)
My lil' n¡ɡɡαѕ begging to let them send some scattered showers (Uh-huh)
Don't play with me (Don't play with me), play with your b¡tch (Play with your b¡tch)
Matter fact, when I fucked her, she told me you a b¡tch (For real)
And tell that old n¡ɡɡα from my hood with you that he a b¡tch (He don't get away)
You make the city look bad, that's the truth (Dαmn, man)
Fμcκ n¡ɡɡα, I be in North Memphis more than you (Haha)
I shot my first twenty videos in my hood (Trap)
You a ρμѕѕy, I heard they never see you in your hood (Hey, hey, hey)
N¡ɡɡα, quit playing (Stop)
Ten M's up, what the fμcκ? I'm just saying (Ayy)
Oh, you must be mad 'cause they call Memphis Dolphland (Hah)
I'm at the Super Bowl, my money on the Falcons
Ayy, you big-head mοthєrfμcκer, why you hating so much?
Oh, I forgot you came up rapping dissing Three 6 Mafia (ρμѕѕy)
Stop slick dissing and dodging me, n¡ɡɡα, let's get it ρορρing (What's ρορρin'?)
Ol' ρμѕѕy-αѕѕ n¡ɡɡα (Yeah, yeah)
Ol' puss- αѕѕ n¡ɡɡα (Yeah)
Was talking 'bout me in your song "Pride To The Side" (Dαmn)
Found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride (I'm sorry, bruh)
Hahahaha (Hah), yeah
You found my number in her phone and it hurt your pride (Ayy)
When they hear this ѕh¡t, they gon' play it five times
Got a lot of foreign cars that I get too high to drive (Uh-huh)
Don't play with me (Don't do that), play with your b¡tch (Play with your b¡tch)
Don't play with me (Nah), play with your b¡tch

[Outro: Young Dolph]
So, So I told myself a long time ago, right?
I said, "I ain't gon', I, I, I ain't gon' expose this ρμѕѕy-αѕѕ n¡ɡɡα, man"
'Cause we from the same city
You know, and your whole ρμѕѕy-αѕѕ team know, n¡ɡɡα
I've been sparing your b¡tch αѕѕ for the past five years, n¡ɡɡα
You know that ѕh¡t, man, come on, man
CM who?, CMF
The Cocaine Musik Faggots, hah
I know, you know
The whole motherfucking city know
You's a b¡tch
Don't play with me, man, play with your b¡tch
This ain't what you want
I'm the same lil' n¡ɡɡα, bro, that was helping your big ρμѕѕy-αѕѕ brother put food on his table when you wasn't fμcκ¡ng with him, bro
Put it like this, ayy, yo
You was riding in the city beefing with a dyke, my n¡ɡɡα
I don't know no gangsters that beef with motherfucking dykes, my n¡ɡɡα
That motherfucking song, that, "Touchdown, " "Reloaded"
All that ѕh¡t, whatever the fμcκ it was, n¡ɡɡα
N¡ɡɡα, you was talking 'bout a dyke, n¡ɡɡα
N¡ɡɡα, you was beefing with a dyke out there in North Memphis where you from, n¡ɡɡα
N¡ɡɡα, you a b¡tch, n¡ɡɡα
Hο Gotti, I'm disappointed in you, man
Stay in your place, homie, you know what's up with me
Tell your fat-αѕѕ big brother, man, I said he a b¡tch too
Matter fact, your big sister
Tell your fat-αѕѕ big sister that I said he a b¡tch too, haha, haha
You know what I mean?
Ayy, you's a b¡tch, n¡ɡɡα
The whole city know that
Streets know that
Stay out my way, fμcκ n¡ɡɡα
Ayy!
Young n¡ɡɡα, self-made
Rich ѕh¡t, fast cars, fast b¡tchєѕ
Yeah!