Ol' Lady - Plies

Ay man I heard a couple niggas 'round here.

Who said they don’t like me man

And I got a couple niggas 'round here brah…

Who owe me a lil' paper

Niggas ain’t answerin' they phones no mo'…

I ain’t gon' pull the yappa bra

I’ma tell you how I’mma handle this here man.

Nigga owe me some money… he ain’t gotta pay me

Got somethin' for you fuck niggas who playa hatin'

Nigga claiming he don’t like me.

but it’s all gravy

Keep playin' wit me and I’mma fuck ya ol' lady

Make yo bitch leave home and don’t come back

Sit her down in that chevy and change her whole life

Make her hang in the hood and watch me shoot dice

And take her back to the crib.

And fuck her on fifty stacks…

Fo' you play with me dawg, you betta get it right

I’m telling you straight up homie, I’m playin' real trife

Walk up straight in the club nigga… wit yo wife

And make her dance in front of me while I drink yak

And let her and her homegirls rock all night

And just to piss you off, Ima let her throw a stack

And everytime you see her.

I’ma dress her in something tight.

And when you start to miss her

I’ma make you buy her back

And let her push the whip while I sit in the back

And make yo ho sleep naked wit me all night

And put hickies all over her nigga.

cause thats what she likes

Keep playing with me nigga and I’ll fuck up ya WHOLE life

Nigga owe me some money… he ain’t gotta pay me

Got somethin' for you fuck niggas who playa hatin'

Nigga claiming he don’t like me.

but it’s all gravy

Keep playin' wit me and I’mma fuck ya ol' lady

I don’t want ya side ho… nigga I want ya main bitch

The one you call babe, the one you in love with

Make yo ho.

pack yo shit

And make her call you right now and tell you it’s over with

Before she hang up the phone

She gon' tell you she Plies bitch

And when you call her back, have her number switched

And I’mma fuck her everyday until I get her thick

And make her put my name on her nails and shit

And keep her hair did for her and full of dick

I might move her out the hood, nigga, just to pick

I know how to make you niggas lose weight real quick

And have you walking 'round this bitch looking real sick

I’ll have you ass embarrassed, hanging around your own clique

I’ma make you call me nigga and say «Plies I quit!»

I’ma tell you I’m countin' money, so I’ll hit you back jit

And hang right up the phone and lay on yo bitch

Nigga owe me some money… he ain’t gotta pay me

Got somethin' for you fuck niggas who playa hatin'

Nigga claiming he don’t like me.

but it’s all gravy

Keep playin' wit me and I’mma fuck ya ol' lady