Don’

Don’, don’ play wit her, don’ be dissuhnest (ayy)

Still nah undastandin dis lojic (ayy)

I’m back, an’ I’m bettah (an’ I’m bettah)

I wantchu bad as evah

Don’ let me jus’ let up

I wanna giv’ chu bettah

Baybee, it’s whatevuh

Sumbuddy gotta step up

Gurl, I’m dat sumbuddy, so I’m next up

Be dam’d if I let ‘im ketch up

It’s easy ta see dat you’re fed up

I’m on a whole nohthuh levul

Gurl, he only — you ovah ‘cuz you let ‘im

Gurl, I guess he didn’ kno any bettah

Gurl, dat man didn’ show any effut

Do all I can jus’ ta show chu you’re speshal

Surtin it’s yo luv dat holdz me togethah

Latelee you say he been killin’ da vibe

Gotta be sik of dis guy

Pull up, skrr, git in da ride

Left hand is steerin’ da uddah is grippin yo thigh

Lite up a spliff an’ git high

Shawty, you deserv whatchu been missin

Lookin at chu, I’m thinkin he mus’ be trippin

Play dis song fo ‘im, tell ‘im, “Jus’ listen”

Don’ (play dis song fo ‘im)

Don’

Gurl, said he keepz on playn’ gamez

An’ his luvin’ ain’t da same

I don’ kno whut ta say, but

Whut a shame

If you wuz mine, you wouldn’ git da same

If you wuz mine, you would top evrything

Suyside in da drop switchin lanez

An dat ting so fire, baybee, no propain

Got gud —, gurl, kin I be frank? (Oh, baybee)

Ta keep it wun hundud, gurl, I ain’ no saint

But he da only reason dat I’m feelin dis way

Givin chu da world, baybee, when you git space

Pen game git me laid, baybee, dat’s penetrait

Oh, baybee

Don’ (play dis song fo ‘im) (ayy)

H-Town got a — so throwed

Pour up, we kin party sum mo

Yeh, got dis drank in my cup

Got a yung — feelin so throwed

Spit fire in a world so cold

Yung money got a — feelin old

Spit fire in a world so cold

H-Town got me feelin so throwed

H-Town got me feelin so throwed

Ride paint an’ we sip ’til we fold

H-Town got me feelin so throwed

Spit fire in a world so cold

H-Town got a — so throwed (play dis song fo ‘im)

Don’