Playin’ Lyrics

 

 

This turns me on and on

Oooh make me sing my song

 

You don’t deserve the best of me

You don’t deserve the things I do

You don’t deserve the worst of me

But that’s all I seem to put you through

 

It’s just me playin’

It’s what I do to pass the time

I’m lying ‘n waiting

Holding tight onto my heart

 

I don’t want to get serious

About love, Oh no…

Sometimes I’m straight scandalous

About love

 

Some days I look into the mirror

And I ask myself

What you gonna do with a good thang if it comes along?

No answer I stand up straight and I chide myself

You don’t know what to do with a good thang if it comes along

 

See what I want is a tasty

Slick mister who’s nasty

A for the moment cutie

Who puts it down so sweetly

One who says they love me

But don’t know how to show me

Leavin’ me feelin’ lonely

 

It’s just me playin’

It’s what I do to pass the time

I’m lying ‘n waiting

Holding tight onto my heart

 

Please don’t try to peep my game

You don’t know we ain’t one in the same

Just how I flow don’t run skin deep

I cook, we eat, I freak we sleep

My back and forth will have you on your knees

 

 

I don’t want to get serious

About love

(brother you’ll get hurt messin’ with a woman workin’ out her dirt)

Sometimes I’m straight scandalous

About love

 

Welcome to my playground

Ring around the rosie

Pocket’s full of

Junk in my trunk

Slithering words

Wrapped around your ego like a little girl

 

Ring around the rosie

I bet you can’t catch me

Tag you’re in

I’ll say when

 

I don’t wanna get serious

(Cuz what I want is a tasty)

About love

(Slick Mister whose nasty)

Sometimes I’m straight scandalous

(One who says they love me)

About love

(But don’t know how to show me…playin’)

 

It’s just me playin’

It’s what I do to pass the time

I’m lying ‘n waiting

Holding tight on to my

Life taught me to guard my

I’ve been hurt too many times

Now I’m holding onto my heart

 

This turns me on and on…

 

Commentary

 

Can we ever figure out why some beautiful women prefer to play around with the “charismatic bad boy” who continually breaks her heart?  Here’s my granmother’s confession.  Simply put, it turned her on.  Sadly, it also kept her from fully experiencing an healthy, intimate, and fulfilling relationship with her husband.  Either way, for what yearnings we bear on the inside, we will always pay a price for the choices we make.  I trust she enjoyed her moments playin’. 

 

 

 

 

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~ by innarae on April 6, 2009.

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