How You Wanna Play It

Album cover art for "How You Wanna Play It" by Molly Brazy & 9000 Rondae

Molly Brazy & 9000 Rondae - Rap

How You Wanna Play It

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[Verse 1: 9000 Rondae] How you wanna play it? baby what you sayin'? You wanna be cool or we can be friends or we can just fuck On a freak tip, 'cause I know how to swim in the deep end Had hoes, man they never seen this You gotta lift weights before the weed dead Fuck you over and over, now we in sequence Play it cool in public, no speaking How you wanna play it? baby let me know We can be on the low or we can let 'em know 'Cause I know one thing, baby that's for sure Once I have you feelin' this, not letting go A lot of niggas talk but I'm about action Gotta play your role like you was into acting You wanna reach goals, it's gonna take practice I been on my grind, you been on my mind Ain't been having time just to tell you Have you clawing all up on the headboard like you was tryna reach another level How you wanna play it, niggas keep asking You can tell they ass that we sent 'em Or I can play it crazy, see you out in public And just act like I never met you Never met you What you sayin'? what you sayin'? [Chorus: 9000 Rondae] How you wanna play it? how you wanna play it? How you wanna play it? how you wanna play it? How you wanna play it? how you wanna play it? How you wanna play it? how you wanna play it? What you sayin'? how you wanna play it? What you sayin'? [Verse 2: Molly Brazy] Ayy, how you wanna play it, show me what you 'bout Gotta spend a band you wanna take me out How you wanna play it, boy I'm truth You been watchin' me? 'cause I been watchin' you I'm a real bitch, I ain't for the games Need a real nigga, swear I hate lames Your ex bitch broke, we ain't shit the same I got my own front end, and you know the name How you wanna play it, can keep it on the low I'm only fucking with you but they ain't gotta know How you wanna play it, my sisters match up He say you good baby, you can put your strap up Fuck these other hoes, can't get dapped up Lemme see you hug a bitch, he gon' get clapped up We can chill baby, and set plays daily Try a piece of the Molly and he gon' go brazy [Outro: Molly Brazy] I mean what's up? how you wanna play it? We ain't on no regular shit It's Molly B

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Credits

Writers
  • Molly Brazy
  • 9000 Rondae