No Games lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these n*ggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b*tches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*ggas

[Chorus: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these n*ggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b*tches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Kilo in the kitchen, pus*y n*ggas Merry Christmas
b*tches taking pictures cause we keep on getting richer
Say a n*gga name you know you f*cking with them killers
Walking through the club only salute the real n*ggas
Ain't no bottles on your table, pus*y boy go get your gwolla
Hoes don’t credit pus*y so you can’t pay her tomorrow
b*tch just bought a house she can't afford to run her mouth
I run all these fields, I run the game, not just the South
Bow down to the biggest, Belaire I be spilling
Counting all this paper, no games with these pus*y n*ggas
Double M, we poppin', shoppin' buying new clothes
Heard your sh*t keep flopping and your crib got foreclosed
[Chorus: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these n*ggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b*tches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Can’t play no games with these lames, I’m getting money like Tony
Three chains on my neck these b*tches brushin' up on it
Hundred grand on my watch, you don’t feel me then f*ck 'em
If you playin' with work, we either feed 'em or touch 'em
I play no games with these hoes, get a ticket a show
Feds follow a n*gga like it’s a brick at a show
VIP choppa, Rollie be matchin'
Ho know we f*ckin', so don’t even ask em
I play no games at the bar, all I see is Ciroc
Three bottles for Diddy, three hoes in the car
No love for these skeezers, we party and f*ck 'em
Every day is a party so every day we like f*ck ‘em

[Chorus: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these n*ggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b*tches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
n*ggas sellin’ dope just tryin’ to come up in the game
Say it’s for the fam but spendin' a hundred on the chain
n*ggas go for self when they caught up in the fame
Run back to a n*gga when them shots get to sprayin’
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!
Now we holdin' hands
Success another gamble, b*tch I took a chance
Jumped straight off the porch, jumped right in the kitchen
Then I got a Porsche, my b*tch wanted a Bentley

[Chorus: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these b*tches
Can't play no games with these n*ggas, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b*tches, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*ggas
Can't play no games with these b*tches