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Lou Phelps - Keep It Playa Lyrics

[Intro: 8AE]
Baby

[Verse 1: 8AE & Lou Phelps]
Freaky, freaky-deaky
Pull up for the one time in your city, make it sticky (Uh)
Grind on you, turn up the Pretty Ricky (Yeah)
Don't you tell a soul you got the kitty (Woah)
Love it when you show me something new
Make it nasty, ridin' in a coupe (Yes, sir)
Hit the telly, leave behind the crew (Yes, sir)
Back to Cali by the morning, boo, uh

[Verse 2: Lou Phelps & 8AE]
I know this out the blue (God)
I'm tryna see what's up with you (Tryna see what's up)
Let me take you outside for a lil' bit (Yeah, yeah)
Show you somethin' that I could do, uh (Uh)
You's a hot girl and you know that (Yeah, yeah)
Hot girl (Hot), hot girl (Hot)
Go 'head, strike a pose for the Kodak (Yeah, what?)
I live my life in medium format (Yeah)
I'ma turn them sheets to a pole, ah (Ah-ah)
Mix the gin with the soda (What's up?)
Add some shrooms right before that (Oohwee)
It's 'bout to be a hell of a flight (Yeah)
You in my city, tell her, "Baby, I might be" (God)
Your name in my phone as Ice T (Ice, Ice)
Shawty spit bars and she taste sweet (Sweet)
Probably got twenty motherfuckers like me (Like me)
[Bridge: 8AE & Lou Phelps]
You with it, damn right (Fuckers like me)
Let's get it, that's light (Twenty motherfuckers like me)
You with it, damn right
Let's get it, that's light (That's light)

[Verse 3: Lou Phelps]
Your number's on my phone (Uh)
I didn't forget to call (Uh)
Petty, petty issues (Uh)
I thought that we was grown (We grown)
Watch me grab the tissues after I buss it in New York (New York)
The ball is in your court (Yes, sir)
The ball is in your court
Uh, yeah, the chase is like a sport, uh (That's right)
We don't speak the same language, but (That's right)
Girl, you made it clear, uh (Uh)
I'ma keep it player (Player)
You can keep the player (Player)
I'ma need the prayer (Prayer)
'Cause, baby girl, I swear (Uh, swear)