Outkast - Player's Ball Lyrics - Soundtrack

Intro: 

Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven sevilles 

El dawgs, nuttin but them 'llacs 

All the players, all the hustlers, I'm talking about 

Black man heaven, yah know what I'm saying? peace 

Verse one: 

It's beginnin to look a lot like what? 

Follow my every step take notes 

On how I creep i's bout ta go in deep 

This is the way I creep my season 

Here's my ghetto rep I kept to say 

The least no no it can't cease so i 

Begin to piece my two and two together 

Gots no snowy weather have to 

Find something to do better bet! 

I said subtract so shut up that 

Nonsense about some solid nine I got say 

Crock if it ain't real it 

Ain't right I'm like no matter what the season 

Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less 

And got my reasons so tell me what did you expect? 

You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh 

Now I got nuther means of celebratin I'm gettin biz to that ho-jo i 

Gots the hoochie waitin I made it through 

To another year cain't ask fo much mo it's outkast 

For the boots I thought you knew so now you know 

Let's go 

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Chorus 

All the players came from far and wide 

Wearing afros and braids in every gangstar ride 

Now I'm here to tell yah there's a better day 

When the player ball is happenin on christmas day 

Verse two 

Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more different than i 

Used ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is 

Closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus I'm gettin serious i'm 

Gettin curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this 

Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin tipsy 

Off the nog-en and i's in a hellova contact smoke they havin a smoke out 

In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses coz it's in the air i 

Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin switches clicking the switches side 

Ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide open on the 

Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty 

Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me 

Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz 

It's like that, yeah 

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Clever pimpin, never slipin, that's how it is [check it!] 

Verse three 

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin my socks on no 

Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in 

That ham [not!] don't need no ham [hocks!] don't play me like I'm smokin 

Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you 

Know coz in ninety three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my 

King ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on 

It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the corner in my 

Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my 

Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body where's the party 

We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my 

Game while waiting count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a 

Do yah have me copy folks spark another one 

Here's a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin 

Down for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you 

Know world wide, down for theirs