Lyrics:
In a deep dark jungle long time ago
Lived a lonesome caveman
He was a solitary soul
And he spent his playtime
Chewing meat from bones.
He
de blir
Måste ge dig playtime
Jag säger det är playtime
Aldrig under dagen mannen träffas bara late night
Träffas bara late night
Träffas bara night
Yeah
Playtime's over, ayy
I don't sip lean while I drive (yeah)
That be expensive (yeah)
Crashed the Porsche when I rent it
I'm ventin', threw
Love bug, love bug
Tease me, spoil me
Playtime, cuddle me
I want you, be mine
I'm yours, miracles happen
High five, sugar lips
True lips, lucky lips
you like it's your birthday
Playtime for children in the graveyard
You have not even seen the last of me
What do you want me to say?
I wouldn't have
punk-ass bitches from M.I.T
[MC Hawking]
The fucking Institute! Man I should have known
I say "Meet me at my crib" and hang up the phone
Playtime's
playtime
Ain't we got fun?
Hot or cold days, any old days
Ain't we got fun
If Wifey wishes
To go to a play
Don't wash the dishes
Just throw them away
a nation of rappers
And after I came off vaction
I came to roam
The land I own
And stand alone on the microphone
Daddy's home
Open the door playtime is over
Hip hop is mine now, mine-what you gon' do?
I can jump on any nigga song and make a Part Two
Playtime for me, 'cause see, to me, they are cartoons
already got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue
Play pussy, get fucked, play ass, get stuck
Playtime is
we tuck
I suppose when you lettin me bite ya neck
Foreplay just a red tonge all in your breasts
It's playtime
Don't rush we could get to the rest
In
performance
Art she's been doing onstage and in
Her videos since her first mixtape
In 2007 that release
Was called Playtime Is Over
And on the cover she was
to playtime for people like us
Just like a beach side beacon
Callin' all the ships back home
A few thousand volts to cut through the smoke
The windows are
cash, just a few facts
It's use and abuse, you'd write your story
As work for playtime, time for love
My beautiful stars, beautiful star
Don't touch
As wicked as it seems
It's playtime, but it's far too late
It's gonna too hard on, hard on it, hard on it
What you gonna give
It's not enough, not enough
the microwave, kiss the baby goodnight
It's my time to shine it's playtime tonight
I'ma try to stand my ground, know when I fall
I left your ass home alone,
Numbers, letters
Learn to spell
Nouns, and books, and show and tell
Playtime we will throw the ball
Back to class
Through the hall
Teacher marks our height
Right, Iggy back no playtime
I just gave y'all some break time to miss me
So stressed on what's next
My last little bit of success ain't even hit
Right, Iggy back no playtime
I just gave y'all some break time to miss me
So stressed on what's next
My last little bit of success ain't even hit me
gangsta
Stop kiddin' around, bring the toys in, nigga
Luda's your daddy
You should be happy I'm givin' you playtime
But none of you rappers could see me
playtime
Ain't we got fun?
Hot or cold days, any old days
Ain't we got fun
If Wifey wishes
To go to a play
Don't wash the dishes
Just throw them away
I'm genuine, to the rhyme, get your canines
Cops that got the hot Glock stocked for when it's playtime
I rock around the Robin tweet tweet
open wide.
They'll be raising the little ones
With no sin to atone
In the light of high heaven
They will sit on tall throne.
Where playtime
open wide.
They'll be raising the little ones
With no sin to atone
In the light of high heaven
They will sit on tall throne.
Where playtime
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