Cher Lloyd - Playa Boi
No playa boi can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
Them boys always acting so mean
Hands down in the dirt, don't come clean
Like a hole and a three letter donkey, donkey
Ring the bell, let me teach you something
'Cause your mama never taught you nothing
Call Pharrel, 'cause you keep on frontin', frontin'
Listen up, t-t-turn it up
Lis-lis-listen up, t-t-turn it up
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
Can't touch me liar, I'm fire
You and all your tricks expired
Your ride really needs new tyres, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, tyres You like my kicks, let me kick you
Like a Twilight fan, I'ma bite you
Turn around, let me Cee-Lo forget you, f-f-f-f-forget you
Listen up, t-t-turn it up
Lis-lis-listen up, t-t-turn it up
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
If you want me looking your way, baby, gotta get real
If you want me ready to play, I'ma have to feel
If you want me looking your way, baby, gotta get real
Yeah, go and get real
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
Them boys always acting so mean
Hands down in the dirt, don't come clean
Like a hole and a three letter donkey, donkey
Ring the bell, let me teach you something
'Cause your mama never taught you nothing
Call Pharrel, 'cause you keep on frontin', frontin'
Listen up, t-t-turn it up
Lis-lis-listen up, t-t-turn it up
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
Can't touch me liar, I'm fire
You and all your tricks expired
Your ride really needs new tyres, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, tyres You like my kicks, let me kick you
Like a Twilight fan, I'ma bite you
Turn around, let me Cee-Lo forget you, f-f-f-f-forget you
Listen up, t-t-turn it up
Lis-lis-listen up, t-t-turn it up
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
If you want me looking your way, baby, gotta get real
If you want me ready to play, I'ma have to feel
If you want me looking your way, baby, gotta get real
Yeah, go and get real
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
No playa boi, can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And give me love, not a bad romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So don't you mess with me
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