I'm a Player (Street Version)
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
You see I made up my mind when I was 17
I ain't wit' no marriage and a weddin' ring
I'll be a player for life, so where's my wife?
Probably at the rehab stuck on the pipe
'Cause she must be smokin' and I'm not jokin'
Too $hort baby comin' straight from Oakland
Got way mo' bitches than I ever need
I put that on a big fat bag of weed
'Cause I can give you a bitch who wouldn't give you a joint
Bitches ain't shit and now I made my point
So you can light that weed – while I spit this rap
And tell you 'bout a player from way back
I was only 14 when I first got my dick sucked
Now I'm grown up and I really like to bust nuts
Gettin' freaky in the right situations
You wanna rap, well that's a nice occupation
To get pussy when you want and how you want it, fool
'Cause I was fuckin' ugly hoes back in high school
I used to fuck young-ass hoes
Used to be broke and didn't have no clothes
Now I fuck top notch bitches
Tell a story 'bout rags to riches
'Bout a pimp named Shorty from the Oakland set
Been mackin' for years and ain't fell of yet
So if you ever see me rollin' in my drop top caddy
Throw a peace sign and say, "hey, pimp daddy!"
'Cause I never would front on my folks
I slow down and let the gold diggers count my spokes
Bitches come a dime a dozen
So don't get mad – when I fuck your cousin
Your two sisters, I even fuck your ex-bitch
Short Dog in the house with some player shit
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
All the fake players peep game from the real
Player hatin' lover tell me how do ya feel
When you front to the homies how you grind 'em
Look for a tramp, but you can't find 'em
You got one girlfriend and see her every night
Come around her partners, lyin' 'bout your life
Looked at your watch it said 6:22
Cut to the house and said, "baby I love you"
Can't act like a mack like playboy Short
And the rest of the macks, in the streets of the O, bitch
Comin' up we learn – how to wreck these hoes
And when your through gettin' yours then you shake these hoes
And when your older, it's nothin' but a routine
Makin' G's everyday, workin' blue jeans
I know I seen it before, I see it again
Young tender saying, "Short, would you be my man?"
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
Yeah, there's a lot of fake players out there
Talkin' bad about Ant Banks, you know what I'm sayin'?
But I ain't trippin' up
Short Dog, what you do about them player haters?
Tryna stay away from Kris Kross imitators
Put ya in a cross 'cause they're really jus' haters
I thought you knew, Short Dog is a player
Born to mack and got bitches everywhere
I ride around town in my clean-ass cars
Screenin' these hoes like movie stars
Checkin' my traps like a dirty rat
I was born to mack, I'm hookin' hoes like crack
I be a monkey on your back, bitch
Until you kick that Short Dog habit, got you all on my dick
And even though I can't fuck you every day
That's 'cause I got another bitch – around the way
We can all get together on a late night
Cut to the house, hook somethin' up real tight
I really don't care
'Cause I'm a player
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
You see I made up my mind when I was 17
I ain't wit' no marriage and a weddin' ring
I'll be a player for life, so where's my wife?
Probably at the rehab stuck on the pipe
'Cause she must be smokin' and I'm not jokin'
Too $hort baby comin' straight from Oakland
Got way mo' bitches than I ever need
I put that on a big fat bag of weed
'Cause I can give you a bitch who wouldn't give you a joint
Bitches ain't shit and now I made my point
So you can light that weed – while I spit this rap
And tell you 'bout a player from way back
I was only 14 when I first got my dick sucked
Now I'm grown up and I really like to bust nuts
Gettin' freaky in the right situations
You wanna rap, well that's a nice occupation
To get pussy when you want and how you want it, fool
'Cause I was fuckin' ugly hoes back in high school
I used to fuck young-ass hoes
Used to be broke and didn't have no clothes
Now I fuck top notch bitches
Tell a story 'bout rags to riches
'Bout a pimp named Shorty from the Oakland set
Been mackin' for years and ain't fell of yet
So if you ever see me rollin' in my drop top caddy
Throw a peace sign and say, "hey, pimp daddy!"
'Cause I never would front on my folks
I slow down and let the gold diggers count my spokes
Bitches come a dime a dozen
So don't get mad – when I fuck your cousin
Your two sisters, I even fuck your ex-bitch
Short Dog in the house with some player shit
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
All the fake players peep game from the real
Player hatin' lover tell me how do ya feel
When you front to the homies how you grind 'em
Look for a tramp, but you can't find 'em
You got one girlfriend and see her every night
Come around her partners, lyin' 'bout your life
Looked at your watch it said 6:22
Cut to the house and said, "baby I love you"
Can't act like a mack like playboy Short
And the rest of the macks, in the streets of the O, bitch
Comin' up we learn – how to wreck these hoes
And when your through gettin' yours then you shake these hoes
And when your older, it's nothin' but a routine
Makin' G's everyday, workin' blue jeans
I know I seen it before, I see it again
Young tender saying, "Short, would you be my man?"
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
Yeah, there's a lot of fake players out there
Talkin' bad about Ant Banks, you know what I'm sayin'?
But I ain't trippin' up
Short Dog, what you do about them player haters?
Tryna stay away from Kris Kross imitators
Put ya in a cross 'cause they're really jus' haters
I thought you knew, Short Dog is a player
Born to mack and got bitches everywhere
I ride around town in my clean-ass cars
Screenin' these hoes like movie stars
Checkin' my traps like a dirty rat
I was born to mack, I'm hookin' hoes like crack
I be a monkey on your back, bitch
Until you kick that Short Dog habit, got you all on my dick
And even though I can't fuck you every day
That's 'cause I got another bitch – around the way
We can all get together on a late night
Cut to the house, hook somethin' up real tight
I really don't care
'Cause I'm a player
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure – like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
And we sure do like to play
I'm a player – and I'm playin' just to play
Credits
Writer(s): George Clinton Jr., William Earl Collins, Todd Anthony Shaw, Frank Clifford Waddy
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