Not A Player
I don't wanna be a player
But I can't change my ways
I try to, but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
I don't wanna be a player no mo'
But I can't change my ways
I, try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not a player
I'm the one who made the game
I'm in them guts
I got her grippin' on my chain
She take it all
And don't be trippin' bout a thang
Told next time
Bring a couple friends for the gang
She like, coo daddy
That ain't nothin' but a word
She a true baddie
If she ain't know, she finna learn
I got ninety nine problems
But my bitch ain't one
Tried to rob me, boy I shot em
Now the bitch can't run (yeah, yeah)
I'm not a player, but you still a hater
If I'm in the spot, it's going up, like an elevator (yuh)
I'm the regulator and I lay the law like the legislator (bitch)
We gettin' dubs, you can and check the record later
Big facts, **** click clack
Fuck you talm bout
I bitch slapped em'
He was talking crazy, had to talk em down (fa, fa, fa)
We in the sprinter
Five ****, ten bitches
When we hit the crib
If you ain't fuckin' baby we finished (gang)
I don't wanna be a player
But I can't change my ways
I, try to, but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
I don't wanna be a player no mo'
But I can't change my ways
I, try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
She wanna **** with the steeze like me
Heard her **** wanna be like me, that's a sad case
But lil baby heard my last drop
Voice made her ass drop, had her love sick it was a bad case (bad case)
Whole gang go up, till we hit the ceiling
Fo' drinks in and I get the feeling
That she tryna, go back to the crib
And she trynna smoke
Half of the fifth, took right to the dome
Grasping her hips, while we ride in the ghost
She sat on the dick, she gon' ride it fasho, that's my baby (she gon' ride it fasho)
Picasso don't show up, if **** ain't paying
They must've not heard all this shit that we making
You broke cuz you stuck on a bitch that you chasing (ha)
That's tough, they asking what I'm making
I tell em enough (I tell em enough)
Oh, oh
I don't wanna be a player
But I can't change my ways
I try to, but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
I don't wanna be a player no mo'
But I can't change my ways
I try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
But I can't change my ways
I try to, but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
I don't wanna be a player no mo'
But I can't change my ways
I, try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not a player
I'm the one who made the game
I'm in them guts
I got her grippin' on my chain
She take it all
And don't be trippin' bout a thang
Told next time
Bring a couple friends for the gang
She like, coo daddy
That ain't nothin' but a word
She a true baddie
If she ain't know, she finna learn
I got ninety nine problems
But my bitch ain't one
Tried to rob me, boy I shot em
Now the bitch can't run (yeah, yeah)
I'm not a player, but you still a hater
If I'm in the spot, it's going up, like an elevator (yuh)
I'm the regulator and I lay the law like the legislator (bitch)
We gettin' dubs, you can and check the record later
Big facts, **** click clack
Fuck you talm bout
I bitch slapped em'
He was talking crazy, had to talk em down (fa, fa, fa)
We in the sprinter
Five ****, ten bitches
When we hit the crib
If you ain't fuckin' baby we finished (gang)
I don't wanna be a player
But I can't change my ways
I, try to, but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
I don't wanna be a player no mo'
But I can't change my ways
I, try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
She wanna **** with the steeze like me
Heard her **** wanna be like me, that's a sad case
But lil baby heard my last drop
Voice made her ass drop, had her love sick it was a bad case (bad case)
Whole gang go up, till we hit the ceiling
Fo' drinks in and I get the feeling
That she tryna, go back to the crib
And she trynna smoke
Half of the fifth, took right to the dome
Grasping her hips, while we ride in the ghost
She sat on the dick, she gon' ride it fasho, that's my baby (she gon' ride it fasho)
Picasso don't show up, if **** ain't paying
They must've not heard all this shit that we making
You broke cuz you stuck on a bitch that you chasing (ha)
That's tough, they asking what I'm making
I tell em enough (I tell em enough)
Oh, oh
I don't wanna be a player
But I can't change my ways
I try to, but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
I don't wanna be a player no mo'
But I can't change my ways
I try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Arnold
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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