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Kevin Federline

Playing With Fire

 

Playing With Fire

(앨범: Playing With Fire - 2006)


Since the first day I came out the womb
I've been money-motivated, so money I must consume
To the tomb, I'ma take this attitude, I'm rude
Fire came out the same pot that I was brewed
You better digest this rhyme-fest I'm giving
I gotta thank God for this day, yes, I'm living
Still playing with fire, no kin to Satan (ha-ha)
But the media was hating, so it's a must I bake 'em (yah)
They try to copy Kev, surprise, they can't trace him
Federline, pure Patron, you can't chase him (I got no purpose)
Your mind's a souped-up engine, you can't race him
And you can't clone me, nobody, there's no replacement
I'm cool like the breeze, walk with a swagger
The season on your beef, cut the drama with a dagger
Call my bluff, I'm lyrical enough
To step in a booth and perform miracles and stunts (like bling-bling!)
The Jeep in your Hummer, the sleep in your slumber
Playing with fire, put the heat in your summer
26 inches, and I'm burning up the rubber
On top of my game, all you lames I'ma hover

Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire

Dipping through your block, throwing out the pancakes
Money in my pocket, right after the handshake
The Bisquick Man, mix in my batter
Put it in your stereo, watch the whoopers clatter
Kev is here, I'm bringing in the bacon
And my foot'll get loose in that ass of you hating
Run over you like the kicks on my feet (yeah)
And I heard your girl likes to do splits to my beats (that hurts, don't it?)
I'm making money every time that I speak (what?)
Every line that I tweak, every rhyme that I leak (ha!)
Kev'll have your chick climbing in the sheets (climbin')
Wake up the next morning, drunk, lying on the beach (drunk)
You think I'm lying when I speak (no)
I'll have your girl next week (yes)
Panty and bra, drinking Jack and Pepsi (ha)
I'm skating through these bricks like water and jet skis
Playing with fire, just like daddy do
And he love to love me like Timbaland and Magoo
Paparazzi caging me like an animal in the zoo
Taking flicks and talking about everything that I do

Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire

I'm coming out like Janet's titty at the Super Bowl (whoo!)
Lyrics coming out like guns, fill you up with holes (ha-ha!)
And when the shotty blow, feel your body cold
I'm already a king, that's why they cast in my body molds
(Can you pass me that crayon right there?) You see my stats
Knew I came in the game, chewing your crew like cashews
You do nuts, bet I'll run right past you
Olympic gold, I'm masterful (masterful)
A masterpiece, you motherfuckers woke the beats
I'm on the throne while you roaming the streets (whoo!)
And I'm like Val Kilmer, I'm bringing this heat
Round-hogging on the track, came from under the beat
(Don't look) down, bottom of the barrel
You staring at one-two, shook like a scarecrow
But this ain't awe's, it's just because
I'm gon' sit 'round Malibu and whoop these claws
And trick these broads and know not to shit-eat dawgs
My studio, my cell, how I rip these bars
I flew, they thought I fell, and it's just because
(Ha-ha!) Because of one of the things they does

Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire
Playing with fire, you're playing with fire

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