AKIR - Stop Playin lyrics

Yeah i should have brought some
Cognac for this track, you nah’mean? i guess
We didn’t have to go through all
This, man stop playing them games
Stop playing them games

Yo, yo, just for me to notice
The way that you move, you got
To realize you got a brother losing his cool
Hot on
The dance floor, smooth tips on my shoes
Is elegant eloquent
You fit right in my groove
I like your outlook on life, insight
And attitude get hype, never fight
And just laugh and change the mood like
The Sun and the Moon
Butterflies out of cocoon
We consume each other lately
I’m feeling smothered, so I
Try to make it work though it
Hurts and say it first
And, ever since, you’ve been on defense
Making it worse flipping on me one day
Telling me to go away "It’s over"
And, on the next
Telling me you want sex "Come over"
And, at the same time
My frame of mind is like
"It’s game time" Off the bench
Nigga catching hang time
Focused until the fame’s mine you
Got me still dealing with strain
Trying to get you off my
Brain stop playing them games

Why they be tripping
Man? All the damn time i
Don’t want to fight with you no more, baby

Yo, uh, uh she was a vibrant thing
Her queen’s move checkmate the King Solomon
It’s time again heineken from
Five again me and
Cocoa first met as friends now and then
We would talk, but then the script flipped
Darkness massaging my back your
Dick lick the hardest
She laughed, saying I’m a game artist
Gave me
A kiss i felt her lips, grabbed her hips
And that was it
Quick grabbed for the rubbers now a slugger
Undercover, watching, chasing lyrics
Getting ideas
And smash each other in the library
Turn and laugh
Turn and pass in the bathroom, in the pool
Had this
Woman gassed in excitement she liked it
The way she ride dick
I’m in love with this chick
What girl you know that’s as real
As a peep but keep
It elegant when you take the
Same girl in the streets?
Shit’s deep yo, shit’s changed
New style, new age to be a player was
The way I was raised it’s a
Booby trap trying to get
The booty smacked moody cats ratted
On AKIR to mack cocoa hurted
Then she snapped thought I’d never get
It back but I did come on, you know the kid
Showed up we broke up no longer we roll
Six months later
I seen her with my man on a stroll

Damn i don’t believe this shit, man
There’s more fish in the sea
Though stop playing these games
(Next chick, uh)

Porto Roc, almond eyes, said I resembled Nas
She said, "Nah" Come on, AKIR’s on the rise
I was young, dumb
Full of cum shorty type wise
Last time I went to town
She said she recognized and, by surprise
I find myself chilling with Catty da
In a dorm room
Lamping with my hands on her thighs
Pussy tight
Shorty right she hit the books it was right
Killer wife and she had the iller looks i did
A show you know how that go after the show
Grab some hoes, pour oz, blunts, and
Fucking so much
A nigga need a tourniquet came back
To Catty’s room
Laying in the bed with a dirty dick
Crazy heated, she asked me if I beat it
What the fuck you dealing with? Don’t
Worry ‘bout what Steve did
Keep your questions the lifestyle
Of a wild ado- lescence i was just coming
In my effervescence