Rick Ross, D.A. - Play Your Part lyrics

Maybach Music

You think you're using me
Like this game's new to me
But you ain't confusing me
You just want jewelry
Another fuckin shopping spree
But that ain't stopping me
And I ain't stopping you
See we’ll be cool as long as you
Just play your part just play your part
Just play your part we’ll be cool as long as
You just play your part

I’m inclined with women who come on they time
She came over and she came a few times
From crispy futons to Christian Louboutin
Game over, had her shopping in Milan
Twenty racks, really that's sneaker money
Triple white Ferrari
Yeah that's the Easter Bunny


At the Caesar in Vegas, I put the Visa on it
Now all she do is tell me
How she used to love me
I let her decorate the real estate
And I let her spend a half a ticket
Give or take
A couple dollars, Harry Winston stone collars
Canary yellow everything, plane chartered
I spoiled her maybe cause I adored her
More than fly, that girl's a flying saucer
My Mona Lisa painting on the
Wall came to life
And she said to love a bitch
Is to roll the dice

You think you're using me
Like this game's new to me
But you ain't confusing me
You just want jewelry
Another fuckin shopping spree
But that ain't stopping me
And I ain't stopping you
See we’ll be cool as long as you
Just play your part just play your part
Just play your part we’ll be cool as long as
You just play your part

Uh, I try to love 'em in the physical
Not literal she said she love me but
What I’m feeling is minuscule
I understand that Prada lives
In her inner sole
So the devil that droves in
Her got her control
Anne Hathaway and sack chasing
Getting yacht cake up
Though my paper way thicker
Than model make-up
But y'all wait up, my mind racing
I'm cold slipping a lot of women is real
Some bitches Robin Given
I never give ‘em no liquid, no pot to piss in
I tend to leave them quite
Offended if they too dependent
I’m pitchin bitches that's dreaming
Thinking I'm trickin’ chicken
I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that
Know they whole position
That's real nigga shit, real nigga life
I give my heart to one broad
The others get the pipe
I ain't tryna fight, I ain't tryna fuss
I'm tryna follow money
She tryna fall in love

You think you're using me
Like this game's new to me
But you ain't confusing me
You just want jewelry
Another fuckin shopping spree
But that ain't stopping me
And I ain't stopping you
See we’ll be cool as long as you
Just play your part just play your part
Just play your part we’ll be cool as long as
You just play your part

Yo, I say, how can they compare to
You? Everything material
Trickin’ shit for kids and you know
I don't need no cereal
You know I was ridin’ and you switched
Up like a gear or two
So all that other shit you on dead, burial
Funeral, check my phone
Reacting like it's new to you
Talking what I give but never speak
On what I do for you
Cabo to Jamaica every weekend
Honeymoonin' you
Lobster over salmon and I ain't
Ever tried to tuna you
But now I'm just assuming you
Living off of hearsay
Treble like the radio cause
Everything was airplay
First class Hermes, Panamera, purp pass
Greed written on her face
When I bought her first bag
And I ain't really give a fuck
It was like a nigga rushed
Told my jeweler make her freeze like
I was tryna stick her up
She call me daddy like a nigga Puff
Just play your role and we can live it up

You think you're using me
Like this game's new to me
But you ain't confusing me
You just want jewelry
Another fuckin shopping spree
But that ain't stopping me
And I ain't stopping you
See we’ll be cool as long as you
Just play your part just play your part
Just play your part we’ll be cool as long as
You just play your part

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