เนื้อเพลง Playin' with Fire - Lil Wayne

Chorus:)
So you've got so many diamonds,
You wear all the finest clothes,
And your grill is shining,
As you travel down the streets of gold,
But you can't blame me, if I set this stage on fire

(Verse 1:)
Mama always told me I was crazy,
And my hoes say I'm amazing,
But I don't listen to a lady,
But the b*tch say I'm hot,
And I say no b*tch I'm blazing,
Like what the f*ck do you expect I'm a motherf*cken Cajun,
I feel caged in my mind,
It's like my flow is doing time,
It goes crazy inside, but when it comes out it's fine,
Like wine, wait, watch, see I get better with time,
Like a watch, osh b'gosh, posh spice's husband,
Couldn't kick it like I kick it, b*tch, I kix it,
No cereal, like a landing I sticks it,
Wherever she asks me, after she licks it,
That's too explicit, but why you listening,
I smell smoke, and something's sizzling,
That's her p*ssy, so hey p*ssy,
Play with p*ssy, or play p*ssy

(Chorus:)
But you can't blame me, if I set this stage on fire

(Verse 2:)
They say you're nobody 'til somebody kills you,
But where I'm from, you're nobody 'til you kill somebody,
And you know what they say,
When you're great, it's not murder it's assassinate,
So assassinate me b*tch,
'Cause I'm doing the same sh*t martin Luther king did,
Checking in the same hotel, in the same suite b*tch,
Same balcony, like "assassinate me b*tch",
Slim tunechee,
I don't rap, I film movies, with my rap,
You can call me, Mr. Director's chair, yea, and that's a rap,
Cut, on to the next, not the next scene,
B*tch, the next check,
Some say X makes the sex specs,
So play with the p*ssy or play p*ssy.

(Chorus:)
So you've got so many diamonds, (hey p*ssy, lay p*ssy)
You wear all the finest clothes, (do or die, say p*ssy, and I say)
And your grill is shining, (lay p*ssy lay p*ssy lay p*ssy)
As you travel down the streets of gold, (hey p*ssy)
But you can't blame me, if I set this stage on fire (Hey P*ssy Don't Play P*ssy)
GET 'EM!

(Verse 3:)
Straight off the corner of Apple and Eagle,
Brave heart b*tch, like the times, I'm medieval,
Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral,
Standing on the corner selling Porcelain to People,
Forced into evil, Its all in your head,
It's also cerebral, call me Knievel,
You follow when I lead you,
Straight to the needle,
The bottles, the battle, the beetles will eat you,
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita,
Remember when your p*ssy Second husband tried to beat ya?,
Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleaver,
He ain't give a f**k I ain't give a f**k neither,
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features,
You could smell the ether,
You can see Cita,
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
And she don't play neither.