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i ain't playin' - the zipgos lyrics

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(intro)

i literally need a wet paper towel bro
all this fortnite makin’ me hungry bro

(verse 1)

skydived with out a ‘chute ’cause of a triple dog dare
i be still alive but i don’t remember who, what, where
gf be so thick she breaks the scale when i weigh her
i bought all the houses in my town, i ain’t got no neighbours!

my bars so cold better pack 3 or more layers
girl became so spoiled, askin’ me for all these favours
and i have to do it so i can rеpay her
because that chick salty ’bout all thе diseases that i gave her

i’m the best rapper
you’re the best yapper
microchip inside my girl so i can always track her
i know she cheatin’ every day i just haven’t been able to catch her
too much micky*dees, she less thick and more fatter

simple trick, force feed her prime
then she shake it like it’s 1999
all these haters tryna knock me off my grind
so i pull up with a landmine. (gyatt!)
(chorus)

i ain’t playin’
pla*pla*playin’
i ain’t playin’ dis time!
i ain’t jokin’
i ain’t jokin’ dis time

i ain’t playin’
pla*pla*playin’
(uh!)
i ain’t playin’ dis time!
(yeah! you think i’m playin’?)
i ain’t jokin’
(yeah!)
i ain’t jokin’ dis time

(break)

oh yeah!
staccato! wait no that’s not staccato…
wait, lemme quickly look up the other violin thing
(picasso)

no
ss* it’s like p* pes*ci*something
(picato)
lemme google it. hmmm… wait
ohhhh wait, p*pizzicato
i don’t know it’s that’s how you pr*nounce it
but j w*lly, you’re rockin’ it!
pizzicato!

uhh! hit it!

(verse 2)

j w*lly on the strings
zinko on the beat
soloveichiks on the vocals
buchanan feel the heat

dj*j on the boombox
make you get outta you’re seat
juicy jon on the scratchin’

i’m writing these lyrics in an airplane
sure hope it don’t crash that would be pretty lame
’cause of my skydiving incident i forgot how to feel pain
maybe it’s ’cause i got a flagpole in my brain!

i can live through anything that’s why i’m the goat
my gf’s cake to big, she can’t go on a boat
because if she did, it would be at the bottom of the “oshe”
lucky for her, her gyatt would keep her afloat
simple trick, force feed her prime
then she shake it like it’s 1999
all these haters tryna knock me off my grind

(chorus)

you know, sometimes they ask me how i’m cool
how am i so cool? and i’m just like:
i ain’t playin’
pla*pla*playin’
i ain’t playin’ dis time!
i ain’t jokin’
i ain’t jokin’ dis time

i ain’t playin’
pla*pla*playin’
(uh!)
i ain’t playin’ dis time!
(yeah! you think i’m playin’?)
i ain’t jokin’
(yeah!)
i ain’t jokin’ dis time

(break)

yeah!
j w*lly! pizzicato! wooo!
wait… is this staccato? i’m not even gonna try
wooo! we got the gospel, we got the choir, fam!
smoke dat yute croadie!
sick to my stomach fam, dis raw fam!

(bridge)

oh… oh man!
you didn’t think the song was over… did ya?
oh no, no, no! we got another bridge baby!
yeah! we’re only like half way!
this song is not over! wooo! grrah!

c’mon choir! give us some vocals, man!
uh!
wow…

(chorus)

i ain’t playin’
pla*pla*playin’
i ain’t playin’ dis time!
i ain’t jokin’
i ain’t jokin’ dis time

i ain’t playin’
pla*pla*playin’
(uh!)
i ain’t playin’ dis time!
(yeah! you think i’m playin’?)
i ain’t jokin’
(yeah!)
i ain’t jokin’ dis time

(outro)

- the zipgos lyrics

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