Gotta be a player for life Gotta be a player for life Gotta be a player for life Gotta be a player for life Gotta be a player for life Gotta be a player
I'm a player and I'm playin' jus' the bass I'm a player and I'm playin' jus' the bass You see I made up my mind when I was seventeen I ain' with no marriage
I'm a player, girl, I thought you knew When you started messin? around with me Knew I wouldn't commit to you ?Cause I'm a player and I know you can't
*Sound of people talking in background* Hater #1: Hey yo Hater #2: Whatup baby? Hater #1: That little stink ass bitch Kim them little snake niggaz
Willow is a player She's got me goin' crazy She's got me wrapped around her finger She's got me goin' out of my mind, playin' all the time Willow is
Here's a little somethin' for the players out there hustlin' Gettin' down for theirs From East Point, College Park, Decatur, DeVries My man, the scene
When I woke up it was raining Well I got soaked When I woke up this morning I was cold and wet and broke I ain't got no destination I'm just gonna follow
[MJG] No one expected the unexpected (uh uh) Nawumsaying? Something real, something you could feel (that's right) Straight from the Suave House (Bad
I'm a gangster, I'm a straight up G. The gangster life is the life for me. Shooting people by day, selling drugs by night. Being a gangster is hella
"I think they're losing more momentum every day they're trying 3% percent too hard, can't you see the look there on his face? I think they'll do okay
(car honks) Girl bring yo muthafuckin ass on I ain't got all day! Come on. Muthafucka don't be rushin me! Here I come, damn! (mumbles)Damn, Shit, always
Es ist mitten im Winter im tiefen Schnee. Es ist späte Nacht im Kasino an der See und der letzte Spieler an Tisch 1 im Großen Saal setzt den
Stop playin', Mo I'm gon' talk about these players And we'll also talk about this game Huh, this game It's somethin' everybody wants to know about But
I'm a player and I know it But with you girl I never ever show it I've got to got to put my move on Get my groove on I get down with my shoes on I
I was heading down to see you but I didn't know the way I was trying to forget you but you always seem to stay It's a miracle that I am still alive to
Player haters, player haters We can't the player haters Yeah, man, let's kick the funky gangster shit Give enough respect Mike, a.k.a Cash Money Man,
Oh oh Oh ohhh Oh Yea [Verse 1:] Thou shall not run these streets Thou shall not hit these clubs Every night of the week lookin for some groupie love