used to be Sometimes I wish I could turn back time Impossible as it may seem But I wish I could so bad baby Quit playin' games with my heart Chorus Quit playin' games with
I wish I could so bad baby Quit play's games with my heart [Chorus:] Quit playin' games with my heart (with my heart) Before you tear us apart (my heart) Quit playin' games with
doors As long as you keep me I will always be yours Won't you play with me? Play with me Won't you play with me? Please come play with me
all. But when li'l boys played with dolls they really showed them all. L'il boys playin', Li'l Boys Play With Dolls. Don't mess with cupid. Shatter the
you really understand? One-syllable word, old man? You got a problem with my space? Get your look out of my face 'Coz I've had it with your lies You'
millions appear Like voila, you do it right, he just might buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just like B.O.B play the guitar Now here you are with
've had blind dates, hooked up with some real flakes I've gone out with church boys, musician's are the worst I've tried so hard 'cause I'm just so die hard Tried my best to play
Where the grass is really greener Warm, wet, and wild There must be somethin' in the water Sippin' gin and juice Layin' underneath the palm trees (Undone) The boys
teeth with a bottle of Jack 'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes Trying on all our clothes, clothes Boys
, go ask my momma then You couldn't even come in my room it smelled like a kilo Looked like me and two of my boys playing casino Trying to sell they
, my swerve My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure You can?t fall ?til my aura call I make miracles like I walked on water What you want mama? Order, it?s on my tab I?m so bad with
neck so I can't get up See, them boys 112, we from the A... A!!! (ATL) And when it comes to eatin' peaches shorty, we don't play.... PLAY!!! So all the
back to the floor So sick with an ass so fat It's Shawnna, Twist and Diddy with Timb on the track You know it gotta be tint with 20's on the 'Llac
know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money fly guys with gems Drive with
some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers No play, Bad Boys on top They won't stop No, we got some, real niggas, real blingas, real money makers No play, Bad Boys
out (ride out) Let's try to put these city lights out (lights out) Just flow with me (flow with me) It's Diddy with some niggaz that y'all know with
smokehead I've been doin this since this Pro-Ked Broke breads with the cokeheads Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a moped
Kong He's found his self in a sticky icky icky situation But you know somethin', I have faith in the Bad Boys Bad Boys bring it on home, bring it on home Bad Boys