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Playa by Raychel Powell
Playa,
You may think that you got the best of me
What you don't know is that I'm the best there could be
You thought I was caught up in your games
But, I watched you burn as I lit your world into flames
You thought that you had me at the plam of your hand
Stop playing little boy, grow up and become a man
You may crack up about me with your friends
Well, I've fooled you time & time again
I never let me go and gave you my heart
Boy, I had you played right from the start
Playa,
I played your games to
So laugh now 'cause the jokes on you
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