PnB Rock, Quavo and A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Playa No More

Be a playa no more
I don't wanna be a playa no more
I don't wanna be a playa no more
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa, no

I don't wan' be a playa with you
Girl, I don't understand what you
Want, but I'm tryna make plans with you
South Beach, don't bring sand with you
South Beach, I hope you don't bring sand with you
Out to eat, every menu, I'll explain it to you
What you mean, you ain't eatin'? I ain't playin' with you
I'm just sayin' I'm the mothafuckin' man, nigga
Louis checkers on my sweatshirt
Try to draw this, I'm an artist, you a sketcher
On my grown shit, I get nauseous tryna sweat her
I'm the coldest, I recorded this in a sweater

Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah
I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah
But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more
Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah
I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah
But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more

Shawty, I don't wanna play them games no more, no
Used to be a dog, I ain't the same no more, no
I ain't tryna be forgettin' names no more, no
I swear I ain't dodgin' Cupid's aim no more
So shawty, what's up with you? (What's up?)
Ain't gotta tell you, you already know I fuck with you (yeah)
Pretty face, pretty smile, I'm in love with you (yeah)
Sike, no, but maybe I can fall in love with you
Yeah, maybe, baby me plus you can be an item
All them bitches I be just hittin', don't really like 'em
I'ma keep it up with you, bitches, I just one night 'em
But with you it's all the way different, I'm tryna wife you, girl

Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah
I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah
But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more
Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah
I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah
But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more

Baby girl, I hope the time is right (ayy)
Time's right (ayy)
She said, "Quavo I hope your mind is right
I hope your mind is right"
Christian Loub', she gon' bleed tonight (yeah)
Please tell me I ain't bleedin' right
When she leave I hope she need a ride
Then we pull up to the bando (skrr)
I'm the one she call on (brr)
I gotta leave my dogs alone (damn)
You can't give an old dog a new bone
In other words, baby girl I'm comin' on home

Girl you know we shine like diamonds in the sky
I don't wanna be a playa no more, no I can't lie

Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah
I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah
But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more
Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah
I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah
But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah
'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more

Written by:
Artist J. Dubose, Japhe Tejada, Joe Thomas, Jolyon W. Skinner, Kirk S. Robinson, Mark Morales, Mark Cory Rooney, Michelle Williams, Nathaniel V. Robinson, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Rakim Allen, Rodney Roy Jerkins, Roy Hammond, Steve Thornton

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