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Lyric I m a Playa


[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 and a weddin ring,
I be a player fo life so where s my wife,
prob ly at the rehab stuck on the pipe,
cause she must be smokin and I m not jokin
Too Short 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 joint,
Bitches ain 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 fourteen when I first got my dick sucked,
now I m grown up and I really like to bust nuts,
Gittin freaky in the right situations,
You wanna rap well that s a nice occupation,
To git pussy when you want n how you want it foo
cause I was fuckin ugly hoes back in high schoo
I used to fuck young-ass hoes,
Used to be broke and didn t have no clothes,
Now I fuck top notch bitches,
Tellin stories bout rags to riches,
bout a pimp named Shorty from the Oakland set,
Been mackin fo years n 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 fron 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...

[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]

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 fo a tramp, but you can t find em,
You got one girlfriend you see her every night,
comin around the partners, lyin about your life,
Looked at your watch it said six twenty-two,
Cut to the house and said baby I love you,
Can t act like a mack like playboy Sho
an the rest of the macks in the streets of the O bitch!
Comin up we learn how to freak these hoes,
and when your through gittin 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...

[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]

Yeeeah there s alot of fake players out there
talkin bad about Ant Banks, you know what I m sayin
But hey ain trippin up
Short Dog, what you do about them player haters

Try n stay away from Kriss Kross imitators,
Put ya in a cross cause they really jus haters,
I thought you knew, Short Dog is a player,
Born to mack, n 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 on my dick,
and even though I can t fuck you every day,
that s cause I got another bitch aroun 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...

[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
[I m a player and I m playin jus the bass]
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