Playboy Short Ii Lyrics - Born To Mack - Too $hort

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 

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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 

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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