Summer Walker – Playing Games (Lyrics) ft. Bryson Tiller


Whip, bought it
Crib, got it Job, on it
Did I ever Ask you to take me to go
Shopping in Paris or go Sailing overseas and just
Drape me in Gucci? No All I ever asked was you to
Pick up the phone when you alone All I ever asked was you to
Show me some love, kisses and hugs No, I never had an issue
Go to the club with your boys, baby, I Never wanted you to stay too long
Just wanted you to show me off So won’t you say my name, say my name?
If you claim you want me, it ain’t no thang You acting kind of shady
You ain’t been calling me baby, oh Boy, you can go’n stop playing games
Playing games I know you sayin’, “Hit my line”
I’m on your mind, and that You want this bad
So I’m cool with that I’m just tryna match your words with your
actions I need more than satisfaction
Is you really ’bout that action? Really want to give your all
But flex in front of your friends How that work?
Swear that you doing the most But we take a picture, can’t post it
How that work? Quit your talking, back that shit up
Won’t you say my, say my So won’t you say my name, say my name?
If you claim you want me, it ain’t no thang You acting kind of shady
You ain’t been calling me baby, oh Boy, you can go’n stop playing games (Yeah)
Playing games (Yeah) I blow your mind, honey (Damn)
Say it one time, honey (Goddamn) Sick of them lies, tell ’em goodbye
Get in my ride, I wanna come by I wanna just listen, get in your vibe
Get in your feelings, get in your— I get in your feelings, none of your business
I wanna get kids and I wanna get— I wanna get with you, yeah
I wanna get him out of the picture, yeah I made it my mission, yeah
And despite the difference, yeah Me, I’m never actin’ shady
You will always be my baby You’ll be my baby, yeah, yeah

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  1. Lyrics: Summer Walker – Playing Games (Feat. Bryson Tiller)

    [Verse 1: Summer Walker]

    Whip, bought it

    Crib, got it

    Job, on it

    Did I ever

    Ask you to take me to go

    Shopping in Paris or go

    Sailing overseas and just

    Drape me in Gucci? No

    All I ever asked was you to

    Pick up the phone when you alone

    All I ever asked was you to

    Show me some love, kisses and hugs

    No, I never had an issue

    Go to the club with your boys, baby, I

    Never wanted you to stay too long

    Just wanted you to show me off

    [Chorus: Summer Walker]

    So won't you say my name, say my name?

    If you claim you want me, it ain't no thang

    You acting kind of shady

    You ain't been calling me baby, oh

    Boy, you can go'n stop playing games

    Playing games

    [Verse 2: Summer Walker]

    I know you sayin', "Hit my line"

    I'm on your mind, and that

    You want this bad

    So I'm cool with that

    I'm just tryna match your words with your actions

    I need more than satisfaction

    Is you really 'bout that action?

    Really want to give your all

    But flex in front of your friends

    How that work?

    Swear that you doing the most

    But we take a picture, can't post it

    How that work?

    Quit your talking, back that shit up

    Won't you say my, say my

    [Chorus: Summer Walker & Bryson Tiller]

    So won't you say my name, say my name?

    If you claim you want me, it ain't no thang

    You acting kind of shady

    You ain't been calling me baby, oh

    Boy, you can go'n stop playing games (Yeah)

    Playing games (Yeah)

    [Verse 3: Bryson Tiller]

    I blow your mind, honey (Damn)

    Say it one time, honey (Goddamn)

    Sick of them lies, tell 'em goodbye

    Get in my ride, I wanna come by

    I wanna just listen, get in your vibe

    Get in your feelings, get in your—

    I get in your feelings, none of your business

    I wanna get kids and I wanna get—

    I wanna get with you, yeah

    I wanna get him out of the picture, yeah

    I made it my mission, yeah

    And despite the difference, yeah

    Me, I'm never actin' shady

    You will always be my baby

    You'll be my baby, yeah, yeah

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