I'm a Player (Street Version)

You see I made up my mind when I was 17

I ain't with no marriage &a weddin' ring

I be a player for life So where's my wife

Probably at the rehab stuck at the pipe

'Cause she must be smokin' &I'm not jokin'

Too hort baby comin' straight from Oakland

Got way mo' b***hes than I ever need

I put that on a big fat bag of w**d

'Cause I can give you a b***h who wouldn't give you joint

B***hes Ain't s**t &now I made my point

So you can light that w**d

While I spit this rap

&tell you about a player from way back

I was only 14 when I first got my d**k sucked

Now I'm grown up &I really like to bust nuts

Gittin' freaky in the right situations

You wanna rap Well that's a nice occupation

To get p***y when you want 'n' how you want it fool'

'Cause I was f**kin' ugly h*es back in high school'

I used to f**k young a*s h*es

Used to be broke &didn't have no clothes

Now I f**k top notch b***hes

Tellin' stories 'bout rags to riches

About a pimp named horty from the Oakland set

Been mackin' for years 'n' ain't fell of yet

So if you ever see me rollin' in my drop top caddy

Throw a peace sign &say Hey pimp daddy

'Cause I never would front' on my folks

I slow down &let the gold diggers count my spokes

B***hes come a dime a dozen

So don't get mad when I f**k your cousin

Your 2 sisters I even f**k your ex b***h

hort Dog in the house with some player s**t

All the fake players peep game from the real

Player hatin' lover tell me how do you feel

When you front to the homies how you grind 'em

Look fo' a tramp but you can't find 'em

You got 1 girlfriend &you see her every night

Comin' around the partners lyin' about your life

Looked at your watch it said 6:22

Cut to the house &said Baby I love you

Can't act like a mack like playboy ho'

An' the rest of the macks in the streets of the o b***h

Comin' up we learn how to BREAK these h*es

&when your through gettin' yours then you shake these h*es

&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 sayin' hort would you be my man

Yeah there's alot of fake players out there

Talkin' bad about Ant Banks You know what I'm sayin'

But I ain't trippin' up

hort Dog What you do about them player haters

Try 'n' stay away from Kriss Kross imitators

Put you in a cross 'cause they really jus' haters

I thought you knew hort Dog is a player

Born to mack 'n' got b***hes everywhere

I ride around town in my clean a*s cars

Screenin' these h*es like movie stars

Checkin' my traps like a dirty rat

I was born to mack

I'm hookin' h*es like crack I be a monkey on your back b***h

Until you kick that hort Dog habit got you all on my d**k

&even though I can't f**k you every day

IT'S 'cause I got another b***h 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