Dem Franchize Boyz

Dem Franchize Boyz - Don't Play With Me lyrics

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[Chorus: repeat 2X] 

Bitch don't play with me [repeat 4X]

I ain't noone to fuck wit [repeat 4X]



[Jizzal Man] 

Bitch don't play with me don't even wave to me 

It's a wrap ye ain't got nuttin' else to say to me 

Make a nigga snap or see me straight flip bitch 

Fuckin' with some G gon' get that ass killed bitch 

And if the cops come? Fuck if the cops come 

Cause I'ma do the sweep, hell yeah with my shotgun 

Blow a fuckin' fuse and be wonderin' why he did that 

Tried to keep it cool yeah I'm comin' to push your wigs back 



[Parlae] 

I squeeze big triggers, that'll rip when I blast techs 

And I tote handguns with clips the size of giraffe necks 

With the red beem on it (beem on it) so I can't miss 

And I shoot k's (shoot k's) with ben frank clips 

What's that? That's 100 rounds... Empty? That's 100 down 

Fuck with DFB and you gon hear how 100 sound 

I pump and break it down, when I cock it and spit slug 

Put your knees on your ankles, and your chest where your hip was 



[Chorus] 



[Crunchy Black] 

Gimme that gun, gimme that man, gimme that keys, I'm at his ass 

Talk that shit, now see is he bad, I'ma make him do the mothafuckin' dance 

Catch up with him, just like chad, put one in his mothafuckin' ass 

Leave 'em all bloody, like a big pad. Crunchy Blac - I don't ass crash 



[Juicy J] 

I'm bout to walk up to your house knock on the door and blow your brains out 

Then buck you in your chest so fuckin hard it knock the stains out 

I'm one of them crazy cats that kick your ass and knock them thangs out 

I got a 12 inch dick in your girl mouth I'ma let it hang out 



[DJ Paul] 

Yeah, bounce bounce star, bounce bounce star 

Three 6 mafia and the franchise huuhh? 

We put a bitch on blast 

Dirty south we'll blast your ass 



[Chorus] 



[Buddie] 

Every nigga that fuck with me (test me), that's the nigga I'ma check 

Turn his whole chest into a muh fuckin' fish net 

I ain't noone to fuck with, stuff you in the truck nigga 

Have you tracked out, trapped up, bent up nigga 

I got transporters that's workin' for a couple figures 

And a couple slick colors, on a nigga play the trigger 

Shoot a nigga down yup, that's courtesy the young dealer 

Niggaz with attitude natural born young killers 



[Pimpin] 

Now bitch don't play wit me cause I got the K with me 

Load it up, cock it back, get all in they face with it 

I ain't noone to fuck wit, better get your issue right 

Nut in them bitches and he ready to light that dynamite 

ZMP niggaz hate it so I stay strapped 

Run up on a nigga and put a whole in his wavecap 

It's Pimpin nigga, steady trippin' on my off day 

Blowin' purp all day run more blocks than in your ice tray 



[Chorus]


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