I'm a Player (Street version) Karaoke - Too Short feat. Ant Banks

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Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 89.042 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: C♯m

Czas trwania: 06:09 - Podgląd na stronie: 02:41

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 1993
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Ralph MacDonald, Ralph Mac Donald, Too $hort

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Tekst I'm a Player (Street version)

You see I made up my mind when I was seventeen
I ain't with no marriage and a weddin' ring
I'll be a player for life so where's my wife
Probably at the rehab stuck on the pipe
'Cos she must be smokin' and I'm not jokin'
Too Short baby
Comin' straight from Oakland
Got way more bitches than I ever need
I put that on a big fat bag of weed
'Cos I can give you a bitch and wouldn't give you a joint
Bitches ain't 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
Gettin' freaky in the right situations
You wanna rap well that's a nice occupation
To get pussy when you want and how you want it fool
'Cos I was fuckin' ugly hoes back in high school
I used to fuck young-ass hoes
Used to be broke and didn't have no clothes
Now I fuck top notch bitches
Tell a story 'bout rags to riches
'Bout a pimp named Shorty from the Oakland set
Been mackin' for years and ain't fell off yet
So if you ever see me rollin' in my drop-top Caddy throw a peace sign and say Hey pimp daddy
'Cos I never would front 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
All you fake players peep game from the real
Player hatin' lover tell me how do ya feel
When you're frontin' to the homies how you grindin'
Look for a tramp but you can't find 'em
You got one girlfriend and see her every night
Come around the partners
Lyin' 'bout 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 Short and the rest of the macks in the streets of the O bitch
Comin' up we learned how to break these hoes
And when you're through gettin' yours then you shake these hoes
And when you're older it's nothin' but a routine
Makin' G's every day
Workin' blue jeans
I know I seen it before
I see it again
Young tender sayin' Short would you be my man
Yeah
There's a lot of fake players out there
Talkin' bad about Ant Banks
You know what I'm sayin'
But I ain't trippin' though
Short Dog
What you do about them player haters
Tryna stay away from
Kris Kross imitators
Put ya in a cross 'cos they're really just haters
I thought you knew
Short Dog is a player
Born to mack and 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 all on my dick
And even though I can't fuck you every day that's 'cos I got another bitch 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 'cos I'm a player

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