Poppa Was A Player Lyrics - The Lost Tapes - Nas

To my nigga 

Brought me in this world 

That's right nigga 

My old dad imported to the family structure 

Provide her God, my mom's a queen at university in civaliza 

My pops maybe was late but always came home 

My moms would put us to bed and she would wait on 

Soon as he walked in the door, she barkin' 

I turned out the Jonny Carson, jumped out the bed 

We grabbed both his legs, me and my brother 

Not knowin' the pain he gave my mother 

Night after night, fightin', yellin' at each other 

My papa played the street all day 

Mama was either home, at work 

While we played inside the hall way 

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She sacrifices all she got to feed us 

When she was alone she cried by the phone 

Peeppin' out the window, heedin' 

But still I didn't see it 

Mama hid it from us, we was kids younger 

Till we got bigger, on to 

Bigger things that we knew what the time was 

That daddy was leavin' this crib and my mom's love 

Poppa was a player, player wasn't Poppa 

Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of 

Pretty brown round, runnin' round town 

Don't tell your mother, what's goin' down 

Poppa was a player, player wasn't Poppa 

Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of 

Pretty brown round, runnin' round town 

Don't tell your mother, what's goin' down 

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So many kids I knew, never knew who Pap was 

That's why I show my pop love 

He was still around when I fucked up 

He could have left, my moms pregnant shock to death but stayed 

Watch me crawl till I took my first step to the first grade 

To my first fist fight, right behind me he would stand 

No matter how big or tall, he made me fight you like a man 

Throw dirt in your eye, swing my right scoop your ass and slam 

He watched me so I wouldn't get jumped by Shorty's fam 

Roaches and weed all over my crib him and me moms relaxin' 

Next thing you know he packin' so then I asked him 

What's this white shit on that plate and you're facin'? 

Papa why you butt ass from the waist 

And who's this lady I'm facin' 

Dark skin you're not my mommy 

He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me 

Promise things that he would buy me 

If I kept my mouth close and don't tell Mommy 

He said one day I'll understand little me 

Was in you to side me 

Poppa was a player, player wasn't Poppa 

Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of 

Pretty brown round, runnin' round town 

Don't tell your mother what's goin' down 

Poppa was a player, player wasn't Poppa 

Poppa loved the ladies, never got enough of 

Pretty brown round, runnin' round town 

Don't tell your mother what's goin' down 

Pop's told me hold my own, Pop's told me value home 

Could I help it Poppa was a Rolling Stone 

Who loved the pretty brown round 

Out of town bound 

Jumping in his jazz Benz he tourin' 

At home I play his latest recordin's 

And it's strange how, I do my thing now 

I'm in the game now and heard of it his brain pow 

To pull strings and gain power from weed habits are same now 

No white lines to trumpets to tight rhymes 

And beats that be pumpin' 

Before he left he taught me somethin' 

A child's young years the most important time to be there 

That's why he stayed till we grew up, respect is still here 

I'm older now see what havin' a father's about 

One day they can be in your life, next day they be out 

It's not because of you, you know the deal 

Him and your moms feel 

If they stay together then someone will get killed 

I love you still, always will 'cause that's my nigga 

Although you felt you was wrong 

I still feel you kid 

Life goes on