| Now
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| City 2 City, State 2 State
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| Country 2 Country, but most of all…
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| Intro/Chorus:
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| I rock from street 2 street and alley 2 alley
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| While all you couch potatoes watch Ricki and Sally
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| So all you so-called players better hide in the Valley
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| Cos real Gz put the Killer in Cali
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| I don’t think none of y’all wanna test this
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| ]From bus tokens and transfers to Lexus
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| Never sex-less, they all want the pipe layer
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| I come bang on that ass so I can get player player
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| The way that I operate will thrill you for days
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| To all my niggas turnin green in the face from eatin microwave
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| Meals, and I kill off a whole fuckin race
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| Now I arrive to you and rock the whole fuckin place
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| Hearmenow, it’s bully loco, baby
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| And if I could I’d play em all cos they skanless and shady, nigga
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| Don’t put your hands on em, cos they lock that ass up
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| But they try to hold me down so I can knock that ass up
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| You got me fucked up in the realest way, or do I feel this way
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| You’re quick to get knocked, while I struggle and strive
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| Throw up your doves and your E’s while you’re pumpin this beat
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| On a Hundred-&-Fuckin Loony, cos that’s my street
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| E-A-Ski gon' keep bringin the paparika to your speaker
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| As I fly over MC’s and I watch em get weaker, uhh
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| At a club we come deep as the beat gets funky
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| Then I get tipsy off Hennessey and start feelin on monkeys
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| Damn love, you’re lookin good in them tight ass jeans
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| To all my bitches writin mad cheques, for the finer things
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| As it comes thru the door, I creeps up real slow
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| This ain’t Joe, fools, I’mma be a player for sure
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| How ya like it, baby? |
| How ya like it, boo?
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| How ya like it, baby? |
| How ya like it? |
| Player style
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| How ya like it, baby? |
| How ya like it, boo?
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| How ya like it, baby? |
| They say she like it player style
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| You wanna make love but do you wanna wild thug fuck?
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| She wanna get fucked so like Luke, I put her in the bump
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| You can’t take it so I’m laughin as you cum to this beat
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| On a Hundred-&-Fuckin Loony cos that’s my street
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| Can’t believe somebody tried to test this
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| Skanless fools just got me for my Lexus
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| Now I’m sexless and I wish I had that bus token
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| I know y’all niggas laughin, but fool I ain’t jokin
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| Smokin the hump with dreams of livin lavish like Donald Trump
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| While niggas go out like Willie LumpLump
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| At least I know my main squeeze will be there for me
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| The way I lay the law down, she gots ta care for me
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| Mr.Professional, I’m not an amatuer by far
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| Cos I leave the pussy open like AAH!
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| I’m just a motherfuckin real OG and ask my click, bitch
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| Fuck that pretty boy shit
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| You know you wanna real nigga, that’s strictly out to win
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| So now I like to drink Brandy cos we’re best friends
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| Fuck your player style to this bomb ass beat
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| On a Hundred-&-Fuckin Loony cos that’s my street |