Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love/Hate to be a Player, artist - Princess Superstar. Album song Last of the Great 20th Century Composers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.04.2005
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Love/Hate to be a Player |
I’m in the right mode, real bold untold riches in my pocket |
Well you heard my rhymes you seen my pictures |
Bitches see me, they wanna be me And all the brothers run to them cuz they can’t reach me For real maybe I’m magic, everyone David Coppafeel |
Automatically grab it Diva Don’t fuss believe me, you built like a bus |
I’m a jump you like Kneival in a rush, please |
I got a Ph. D a playa hatin degree when it ain’t me check me University teach class dispatch grade D my Keats kick you in the Balzac |
Alls that so wack, hiphop hits gone bad, but that brag dag, it’s temptin |
Money Cash Hoes let me kick a little somethin |
I can put the ho back in hotel, write, win a Nobel, run wit the cartel |
Rock? |
Well I rock well, slam like a Montel, fat eat a Snackwell |
Smack like a Bonne Bell |
Talk with the tic tac on the Startac wait hate that |
It’s Rap gettin tired |
Booty Call of the Wild -I'm snorin |
Like Hootie all of a sudden-borin |
You Don’t Blowfish? |
Hmm. |
Let me finish, I’m a step wit |
Someone on the right tip the right shit, the champ sip |
Trap for the flip hit Billboard shit |
Damn I did it (what for?) |
Connect 4, pretty sneaky sis, gimme some more |
Cuz this Cracker needs a Jack, need some caramel in the back |
And since you askin lick me like Baskin |
Like you Robbin cream/where you been? |
Multitask my ass like computer blue Year 2 |
Oh no shoot, Hal’s gone crazy, Amazing, Grace |