Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Not a Player, artist - Big Pun.
Date of issue: 27.04.1998
Song language: English
Still Not a Player |
I don’t wanna be a playa no more |
I’m not a playa I just crush a lot |
But Big Punisher, still got what you’re lookin for |
1 — For my thugs, for my thugs |
2 — Uptown baby, uptown |
Don’t wanna be, don’t wanna be — I don’t wanna be a playa no more |
I’m not a playa I just crush a lot |
But you know Big Punisher still down by law |
Who’s down to crush a lot |
Hey yo I’m still not a playa but you still a hater |
Elevator to the top hah, see you later, I’m gone |
Penthouse suite, Penthouse freaks |
In house beach, french countesse, ten thou piece |
Rent-out lease, with a option to buy |
Coppin a five-oh Benz for when I’m not, far up in the sky |
Puffin the lye, from my Twinzito |
Up in the Benzito with my kiko from Queens, nicknamed Perico |
We go back like PA’s and wearin PJ’s |
Now we reach the peakage, runnin trains for three days |
Who wanna ride it won’t cost you a dollar |
whether soft or harder of course you still gonna holla |
My my, I’m big huh, I rip my (prick) through your hooters |
I’m sick, you couldn’t measure my (dick) with six rulers |
Hold up, chula, I’m all about gettin loot |
But I knock that boot, if you out to get HOOF |
I love from butter pecan to blackberry molass' |
I don’t discriminate, I regulate every shade of the (ass) |
Long as you show class, and pass my test |
Fat (ass and) breasts, highly intelligent bachlorettes |
That’s the best, I won’t settle for less |
I wanna ghetto brunette, with unforgettable sex |
I lay your head on my chest, come feel my heartbeat |
We can park the Jeep, pump Mobb Deep, and just spark the leaf |
It’s hard to creep since I found Joe |
Every pretty round brown (hoe) wanna go down low |
But this Boogie Down pro-fessional, I’ma let you know |
Once I put the blows, get your clothes, cause you got to go |
I could go downstairs, little brown hairs everywhere |
You nasty Twin! |
I don’t care |
Round here they call me Big Pun, if you with the big guns |
Thick tongue, known to make a chick (come) |
(In the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly |
Rubbin your spot love, got you screamin Punish me But it don’t stop, watch the Pun get wicked |
When I (stick it) even Luke be like Don’t stop, get it get it Chorus w/o Big Punisher |
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (3X) |
No more rollin with an entourage |
Unless it’s Pun and the Terror Squad |
Punisher, Punisher, Big Punisher |
Punisher… Joe and Big Punisher |
Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (6X) |