Texty: Ray J. For The Love Of Ray J. Keep It Playa.

(feat. Slim Thug & The Boss Hogg Outlawz)

Ain't no reason you cryin
Bout whatca man do
You say he been lyin'
Well what you gon' do
Ain't no use if you leavin'
Every niggah you meetin
Is cheatin
Just sneak off with me for the weekend
Don't get mad get even
When you see him leavin'
That's when you need to be creepin'
While he on the wrong
Thinkin' you home sleepin'
Slap by the boss house so I can dig deep in
I mean you prayin' for attention
And I can give you plenty
Your secret's safe with me
Baby let's go begin it
But thug love affair
It's ain't a competition
I ain't tryna' be your man
I'm just givin' you what you missin' (yeah)
And don't feel bad
He put you up in this position
If ya'll was in love
Why ain't no hugin' and kissin'
When you wanna get away
I'll take you for a ride
When that niggah act up
I'll be by your side

See we got this little thing that we don (do)
I'll just keep it between me and you (and you)
You call me when you with it
Then I'm a come get it
Yeah we'll be creepin'
But it's all a secret (yeah)

[Chorus:]
So I'll keep it playa
No I ain't trippin'
I know you got a man
I'm a play my position
See I ain't worried
It's no competition

Man, listen we can keep it on the low
Ain't no body got to know

Call me a secret lover (lover)
Yeah I multiply
She's on my speed dial
I got her on my five
I put up on her
And got her in five
She hopped inside
And we ride like mary blidge
I know she got a man
I heard he was a teacher
She called me up
Then I Come Substitute for him
Nice swagga
Call papa a rollin' stone
I gotta bad habit...