Mims They Don't Wanna Play Letras:
[screwed up:]
They talkin big baby
They they talkin big baby
They talkin big baby
They they talkin big baby

[Chorus:]
They don't wanna play
They don't wanna play
They don't they don't
they don't wanna play
They don't wanna play they talkin big baby
They don't wanna play
They don't wanna play
They don't wanna u can get
the fuck up out of trill
niggas way

[Verse 1:]
Say u a killa killa
Say u bout that skrilla skrilla
Watch out wen them bullets
spray (braaaaaaaaaaaaaaat)
Jus might get fill up fill up
Mr. Potatoe Head
U gone make me kill this nigga
U claimin yo flow is sick?
Yea well mine is illa illa
Catch me in that dirty dirty
Feet up in that villa villa
So live I'm the 05 thrilla in manilla
Come thru with the triple village
Straight from the bottom to
the top of the buildin
Nigga I'm about my bread!!!!
My flow is yo ceilin ceilin
Nigga pop off
Fo you bout to get popped my word is booooorn
Wanna shoot the head up
Meet me in the ring lets go it's ooooon
Ain't affraid wut u niggas got to offa
Got killas in the mit that'll off ya
Yawl niggas ain't on the same level
Pull up pull off in the porscha
One day in my life it el cost ya
Look away look back I lost ya
I ain't a killa main
But I will thats word on my son
and my unborn daughter
You movin yo keys by the quarter
I'm the on shippin weight cruch the balla
Y'all niggas is hustlin backwards
(they talkin big baby)

[Chorus]
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[Verse 2:]
I tried to told em not to act up
But he didnt listen
Now his colla bone and rib cage

Out of position
I'ma big dude
Trapped in a lil nigga body nigga
I dont know karate but ill
body ya whole party
He ain't see shit all he seen was a shottie
Next he seen jesus
Pick up the pieces
I'm the shit mattafact O'm the beases
Don't make me show u wut a beast is
Nigga get on ya grind stupid
Slackin on ya day to day
U know wut time it is and I
ain't flava flave
But ima new york nigga
spittin razor blades
Ill leave u hurtin like some labor pains
U was tough last week but u
soundin real gay today
So get the fuck up out of trill niggas way
Man I will lean u like a kick stand
Rock u like a wristband
Cut chu then I switch hands
(they they talkin big baby)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Now all u pussy niggas
Fuck boys snitches and hoes
Make way for the trill
slammin cadillac doors
Represent for pop trunkers
Wit the trues and the voes
Chunkin deuces out the roof
fuckin up the side shows
From the pros to begginners
L 7's to the winners
Southern course steakas
To the chicken dinnas
And grind all up in us
And need to get it out
Find a tight trap
And then I set it out
Bet cha bottom dolla
On the best cause I'm back
I'm the true the certifiable
resieded pimpin back
Fat joe is cood coke and the
crack and the flesh
Young jeezy the snow man
But I package the best
So wen u see the 8 and the A
Put the hatin away
Joey is back and we been waitin to play
Trigga finga waitin to spray
Leavin ya punctured
Cuz you don't wanna see trill
niggas at any juncture
(they talkin big baby)

[chorus]
Letras: They Don't Wanna Play Mims [final]