TiRon & Ayomari - Free Play Lyrics

They call her Cheat Code Gina
Out till the sun up
Living like she got a 1-up
Offa codeine, leaner
Need a refill like the Fresh Prince team up
Beam up
Smell like Burberry in the beamer
Cause she spilt bourbon in the beamer
Mouth full of gold
Mind full of freedom
Flying down PCH
Fine till a (woop woop)
Hit her with the (woop woop)
Pulled her over, pulled her over
The owner of the vehicle she never told em
As soon as she stopped and the cop walked up
She said, Have a nice day
And the dust kicked up
Skirt, skirt
Skirt, skirt
Skirt, skirt
Skirt, skirt
Skirt
I be on my paper chase
Making money everyday
Thick bolegged
Pretty brown round
Pretty pretty brown round
Paper chase
Making money everyday
Thick bolegged
Pretty brown round
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
They call her Mary
They call her Mary
She got that prairie
Got that free, but not for free
She bout her B.I
So please don't be bout that B.S
She bout to re-up
And G-up up in this bitch
What you need
What you see look ordinary
Ain't what you thinkin
She a G but she low key
It's sorta scary how she hide it
Didn't know nothin bout it
She that fire provider but keep it private
Can you blame her?
You saw what they did to Bobby
When she came up she hardly had anybody
See her papa had a habit
He had to have it
It made him manic
Couldn't manage
He-he-he want it
So now she bag it
Skirt, skirt
Skirt, skirt
Skirt, skirt
Skirt, skirt
Skirt
I be on my paper chase
Making money everyday
Thick bolegged
Pretty brown round
Pretty pretty brown round
Paper chase
Making money everyday
Thick bolegged
Pretty brown round
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Paper chase
Making money everyday
Thick bolegged
Pretty brown round
Pretty pretty brown round
Paper chase
Making money everyday
Thick bolegged
Pretty brown round
Pretty pretty pretty pretty
Rumble rumble, girl
Rumble rumble, girl
And tippin caddies from her Sugar Daddy
Ay, pop a tag