Players (with Busta Rhymes) - DJ Saige Remix

Yeah, 'cause girls is players too, uh (Coi Leray)
Yeah, yeah, 'cause girls is players too (Busta Bus)
(Yo, Saige)
'Cause girls is players too (remix)
Ladies gettin' money all around the world
'Cause girls is players too

Hit you with no delayin' again, it never ends (uh)
The way we doin it, how we f- 'em up again (right)
Look how we got 'em, yo, Saige, you killin' 'em with the blend (yeah)
And Coi be bodying sh- no matter how they pretend (ooh)
Clear the block, forever knowin' my sh- hot (right)
Flirtin' with a n- while twerkin' on TikTok (haha)
Hurtin' everything like we workin' the pitch rock (yeah)
Playin' with the cooch like Penelope Pitstop

We was quiet for a minute, we back at the tip-top (ow)
Finaglin' our way to be part of the rich crop (uh)
Classic with the master controllin' a sick bop (let's get it)
Mastered everything, now we watchin' you flip-flop
Had to pull up just to complete it, you know we never stop (uh-huh)
F- sh- up, man, every single time that I drop (ooh)
You seein' me with them women and with sh- that you not
I had 'em playin' with you n- until they hittin' the spot
Like that

Yeah, 'cause girls is players too (like that-tha-that-that, that-tha-that-that, that-that, like that)
Uh, yeah, yeah 'cause girls is players too (keep it player, baby)
'Cause girls is players too
Ladies gettin' money all around the world 'cause girls is players too

What you know about livin' on the top? (Yeah)
Penthouse suites, lookin' down on the opps (uh-huh)
Took him for a test drive, left him on the lot (right)
Time is money, so I spent it on a watch
Hold on, lil' bitties showin' through the white tee (yeah)
You can see the thong bustin' out my tight jeans (okay)
Rocks on my fingers like he wanna wife me (uh-huh)
Got another shorty? She ain't nothin' like me

'Bout to catch another flight (yeah)
The apple bottom make 'em wanna bite (yeah)
I just wanna have a good night
I just wanna have a good night (hold up)
If you don't know, now you know
If he broke, then you gotta let him go
You could have anybody, eeny, miny, moe
'Cause when you a boss, you could do what you want

Yeah, 'cause girls is players too
Uh (and it's time that we let him know that)
Girls is players too (keep it player, baby)
'Cause girls is players too
Ladies gettin' money all around the world 'cause girls is players too

I go on, and on, and on again
He blowin' up my phone, but I'm ignorin' him
He thinkin' he the one, I got like four of him
Yeah, I'm sittin' first class, like Valedictorian, uh
Came a long way from rag to riches
Five-star b-, yeah, I taste so delicious
Let him lick the plate, yeah, I make him do the dishes
Now he on News 12 'cause a b- went missin', sheesh (yeah)

'Bout to catch another flight (yeah)
The apple bottom make 'em wanna bite (yeah)
I just wanna have a good night
I just wanna have a good night (hold up)
If you don't know, now you know
If he broke, then you gotta let him go
You could have anybody, eeny, miny, moe
'Cause when you a boss, you could do what you want

Yeah, 'cause girls is players too
Uh (and it's time that we let him know that)
Girls is players too (keep it player, baby)
'Cause girls is players too
Ladies gettin' money all around the world 'cause girls is players too



Credits
Writer(s): Felicia Ferraro, Clifton Nathaniel Chase, Akil C. King, Yonatan Goldstein, Sylvia Robinson, Melvin Glover, Coi Leray Collins, Edward G. Fletcher, German Valdes
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