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Too Short - Players lyrics
-digital voice- Mother fucker Always cant be players Players Always cant be players -too $hort- Players are the realest time to go If you dont understand Ill let you know Players are the people who just cant stand Having one woman and just one man Players are the ones who always see Players are the ones that you always meet Couldnt fall in love, even if you tried Couldnt be devoted unless you lied Its the players in the world to the west you play Fresh young tenders every day Breaking hearts every time your love is real Players say love just aint the deal But the old and wise couldnt tell you why Players just dont live happy lives So all you fake wanna bes I hope you hear Players always cant be players -digital voice- Do you wanna be a player Players Always cant be players Mother fucker Do you wanna be a player Players Always cant be players -too $hort- Its saturday night, its time to have fun Parties all going and players come Sometimes in 3s sometimes in 2s Fresh ball point pens, ready to use It all makes sense, maybe it doesnt Players just always use that lutten Give it up everyday when the players play Just dont act snoty when the players say Whats your name and number let me get my pen Do you have any sisters too and thats to kim Cuz I rap to kim, and thats the truth And right now I gotta go rap for you Baby, like players speak Baby right there is a stone cold freak Trying to be a player, but she dont hear Players always cant be players -digital voice- Do you wanna be a player Players Always cant be players Mother fucker Do you wanna be a player Players Always cant be players Players are the bored I hate to say Nine out of ten dont know the play Falling in, falling out, does it ever last Players are the world, theyre just too fast Your life is at best when you lose control Taking love from the way you know you told You could love so much, just give you time Your nothing but a player dont say your mine Cause the way I love, is not your type Trying to get everything you can for life Too bad you dont know what I think you should Too much of a good thing aint so good Your nothing but a player, whatever you feel You cant be loved cause your not real But tricks in the city could solve right there Players always cant be players -digital voice- Do you wanna be a player Players Always cant be players Mother fucker Do you wanna be a player Players Always cant be players -too $hort- Its not only the men, its the females too Come out the shop with the fresh hair-dews Working that bottom like its on top Looking so good you just dont stop The guys cant help but to come your way So your giving out your number 3 times a day Your a player, baby, the real mccoy Last week I saw you with my homeboy Now you wanna tell me, Im the one And all I wanna do is just have some fun Cause a girl like you, I know your kind Think you look too good cuz your so fine Youll be 30 years old still playing games Giving out fake numbers and more fake names But youll find out, it may take 2 years Players always cant be players |
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