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Artist: 2nd Ii None
Total songs: 2
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The Life Of A Player Lyrics - Singles - 2nd Ii None

The life of a player ain't no simple task 

Best believe you gotta watch yo' ass 

'Cause niggaz and bitches stay on yo' shit 

Just waitin' for a nigga to hit 

 

But a player like me got my own game plan 

And that's why I keep the upper hand 

And this is the reason why I sell this 

To keep you motherfuckers jealous 

 

They can't cope with a nigga like me 

Tha D the motherfuckin' G 

Now won't you come and catch a grip? 

And bitch, get my dick off your lip 

 

And tell your niggaz to get back 

Before somethin' happenin' like you gettin' pimp slapped 

Thinkin' of a true star 

You'll come out with P L A Y E R, the player 

 

The life of a player, straight out the money, bail to the bank 

The upper high class where a nigga rank 

And people always try to say they feelin' it 

Then wanna come with the bullshit 

 

I don't wanna deal with a bitch on a get-rich-quick plan 

Tryin' to make a player, be her man 

And the niggaz on the nut jock roll 

Bein' a hoe for a player, they might as well be on a stroll 

 

Bringin' the K back a fat end 

Just so they could be my friend 

I don't accept it, I'll look you over then check it 

As another nigga who feels neglected 

 

The punk and the bitch in a broke role 

Will I ever go back to? Hell, nah 

I think, I'll stick to the lick that got me rich 

Slangin' this dick, the life of a player 

 

An old off the street pimp's con game 

An old off the street pimp's con game 

Playin' nigga, playin' hoe, playin' bitches 

 

Bitches, niggaz, the whole nine yards 

Try to search for the play on the boulevard 

The coolest nigga on the scene 

Now he live his life like a king 

 

He never rolls undercover 

'Cause yo, he's a bad motherfucker 

Thinkin' of jackin' my friends 

Hmm, you better think again nigga 

 

See few have only been chosen 

But this young player has rosen 

With a different bitch every night 

Bitches give up the pussy because they don't like to fight 

 

And when he's done they remember the door 

'Cause they know they gotta go 

He'll do ya know and see ya later 

That's right bitch, this is the life of a player 

 

Hoes up and tramps down 

Niggaz all around 

Money in the bank, bitch 

Yeah, that's right 

This is the life of a player 

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Copyright: Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner

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