Emotional Player - Lil B

Emotional Player - Lil B

  • Album: Pyt Pretty Young Thug Mixtape

  • Year of release: 2013
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:40

Below is the lyrics of the song Emotional Player , artist - Lil B with translation

Lyrics " Emotional Player "

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Emotional Player

Lil B

I’mma keep it real about this bitch I love

Going straight to the song break the swishers up

Every nigga know whats up, she got handcuffs

Yeah I love you girl, but I’m tryna fuck

She say I’m moving fast, life is fast

Moving at the slow pace on the freeway, you crash

Bitch keep asking bout the monkey on my back

Bitch I’m clean as ever, drugging hard forever

Made a bet to myself, I’mma be rich forever

Niggas misssed they time I ain’t gon' miss it never

When Girls see me shes seen a God

RIP Mac Dre we gon' keep it live

I go so hard on a bitch, I cried

Call me EP, Emotional Player

We handcuff the bitch, I love her hair

Got the keys to the city cause she fucked the mayor

I’m Lil Boss…

Its Lil B

All I want is youuuuuu

I’mma tell you about.

I was thinking bout when niggas was thugged out

He ain’t got no bitches, too much stressing

Strapped up mugging, was no guessing

Don’t want the game I’mma teach you a lesson

Respect to the bitch if she pay yo bills

Love your house and your neighbors will

Niggas talk that shit till the game for real

Ain’t gon' fall back, Nigga I came to kill

Hardhat nigga cause I came to drill

Niggas playing with me like I’m Dr. Phil

Feel me and you Fresh Prince

Maybach '62 with the dark tints

Niggas don’t really know till you gotta live it

Feel me?

Happy thanksgiving

You feel me?

I been robbing dealers

45 cap peeler

Lil Boss

Moving too slow, get your ass burned

It ain’t no perm it ain’t your turn

Its word from God, let the indo burn

Get clapped from the back like the game over

Break it down bitch cause my game overt

Dressing up with the Italian shirt, niggas like me

I be pushing dimes at work,

Till I got legal, I don’t live illegal

Ain’t gon catch me in jail because my money low,

Big money make her jealous, this dummy go

I’mma put six in where the money go

I go hard on the sucka, where my money go?

Late night in the hood letting hundreds blow

And celebrate motherfucker if you had fonk before

I come from the West where they let nothing go,

I had to tell you suckas let my nuts go

Lil Boss

You feel me?

And keep that motherfucking dro

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