I’m a Player Songtext
von Too $hort

[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I'm A Player & I′m playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]


You see I made up my mind when I was 17
I ain′t with no marriage & a weddin' ring
I be a player for life. So where′s my wife?
Probably at the rehab stuck at the pipe
'Cause she must be smokin′ & I'm not jokin'
Too $hort 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't Shit & now I made my point
So you can light that weed
While I spit this rap
& Tell you about a player from way back
I was only 14 when I first got my dick sucked
Now I′m grown up & I really like to bust nuts
Gittin' freaky in the right situations.
You wanna rap? Well that′s a nice occupation
To get pussy when you want 'n' how you want it fool′
′Cause I was fuckin' ugly hoes back in high school′
I used to fuck young ass hoes
Used to be broke & didn't have no clothes
Now I fuck top notch bitches
Tellin′ stories 'bout rags to riches
About a pimp named $horty from the Oakland set
Been mackin′ for years 'n' ain′t fell of yet
So if you ever see me rollin′ in my drop top caddy
Throw a peace sign & say "Hey pimp daddy!"
'Cause I never would front′ on my folks
I slow down & let the gold diggers count my spokes
Bitches come a dime a dozen
So don't get mad when I fuck your cousin
Your 2 sisters, I even fuck your ex-bitch
$hort Dog in the house with some player shit...

[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I'm A Player & I′m playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin' jus′ "TO PLAY"]


All the fake players peep game from the real
Player hatin′ lover tell me how do you feel
When you front to the homies how you grind 'em
Look fo′ a tramp, but you can't find ′em
You got 1 girlfriend & you see her every night
Comin' around the partners, lyin′ about your life
Looked at your watch it said 6: 22
Cut to the house & said "Baby I love you"
Can't act like a mack like playboy $ho'
An′ the rest of the macks in the streets of the O bitch!
Comin′ up we learn how to "BREAK" these hoes
& When your through gettin' yours then you shake these hoes
& When your older, it′s nothin' but a routine
Makin′ G's everyday workin′ blue jeans
I know I seen it before
I see it again
Young tender sayin' "$hort would you be my man...?"

[I'm A Player & I′m playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin' jus′ "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]

Yeah there′s alot of fake players out there
Talkin' bad about Ant Banks. You know what I′m sayin'?
But "I" ain't trippin′ up.
$hort Dog. What you do about them player haters?

Try ′n' stay away from Kriss Kross imitators
Put you in a cross ′cause they really jus' haters
I thought you knew, $hort 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 $hort Dog habit got you all on my dick
& Even though I can′t fuck you every day
"IT'S" ′cause 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
′Cause I'm A Player...

[I'm A Player & I′m playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin' jus′ "TO PLAY"]
[I′m A Player & I'm playin′ jus' "TO PLAY"]