You walk around so very sure of yourself Your the man, and no one even comes close, no one else. There was Mandy. Cara, Courtney and Joy You had all those bitches and you like to brag to all your boys. Kandy, Sara, Brandy and Lynn. That was last week where should I begin. Bein a player comes to you naturally. Unzip your pants and put the love on me and Holly, Jada, Beth, and Nikki. Marla , Terry, Shana and Wendy Then last weekend there was Carla, Monique, rene and Cindy. No doubt Your the player Im talking about In your flashy red car you cruise town Searching here and there and all around. You treat women like they are just sex slaves. Here to please you and ease that powerful crave. Sexin them until the next day Toss her out and move to a new one Gotta get your grove on Bitches give you clothes, pagers, cellies and money If you please their backs and call them suga honey A college boy with a degree At a party smiling and winking at me You approach me lookin fine In you v-neck sweater and desinger jeans Licking your lips and runnin those same ole lines In the bedroom your known as thug Romeo Sexin girlies from their head to their toes. gettin freaky is your thing, breaking it down for them You got to let them know who's the man, its you, your him. Just ask Rita, Tiffany, Bonnie, and Phoebe. Money, bitches, pimpin and being the best Thats your motto and hell with the rest You the man well hung and we all know this Sexin girls and bringing them to heavenly bliss Using that wonder tongue of yours Licking and licking bringing such unimaginable pleasure Goin on and on throughout the night with the Looks of an adonis god such unbelieveable sight You allow them to fall in love just a bit Lying saying you feel the same way just to get one more hit of that skin and thick ass booty No one is like you, no one could even come close When you get next to the girlies off with their clothes. Cause with those eyes and that smile your a true player baby. There is only yeses, definetly, forget about no's and maybe's. Playin gets old when you get caught It will eventually happen and a hard lesson you will be taught. Then what your the fool, its your loss No one remembers your legecy only you mistakes every image you worked hard to achieve is now lost Who gets the last laugh ode to the playerBirth sign: Aries
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