letra de player - prodsyn
[intro]
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him)
star boy, you’re my hero
outtatown, but we never out of money
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him)
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him) yeah, yeah
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah
[chorus]
she know i’m a player
wе in los angeles, i’m ballin’ like the lakers
babygirl, i love you, but i swear i cannot save ya’
she f-ckin with them other boys, she think that i’ma play her
stop f-ckin with them other boys, i told that b-tch to stay there
[verse]
stay right there, lil’ b-tch (nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him)
i’m too geeked, too lit
i got tattoos on my wrist
i got tattoos on my neck
she got tattoos on her titties
my b-tch got tats, same sh-t
my b-tch got piercings
hold up, i sit back and think, and i roll up
i count that sh-t, pour me a four up
might suck that b-tch, she want some coco
no swimmin’, she want me to stroke her
i hit from the back, she love how i choke her
yeah, she love that sh-t (nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him)
yeah, she love that sh-t
yeah, i love my b-tch
yeah, i love my b-tches
got a ho’ for every city
i’m freestylin’, this sh-t unwritten
teen x, boy, who you kiddin’?
oh, you think i’m p-ssy? we gon’ pull up with them sticks then
he mad ’cause his b-tch lookin’
i’ma look back, give that ho’ a big grin
f-ck that lil’ sh-t, i’m big ken
shut up, sit back and listen (nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him)
my neck, my wrist, it glisten
you chillin’, boy, i’m sh-ttin’
you chillin’, boy, i’m sh-ttin’
you chillin’, boy, i’m sh-ttin’ on you
and you don’t know what to do
[chorus]
she know i’m a player
we in los angeles, i’m ballin’ like the lakers
babygirl, i love you, but i swear i cannot save ya
she f-ckin with them other boys, she think that i’ma play her
stop f-ckin with them other boys, i told that b-tch to stay there
[outro]
hol’ up, b-tch
hol’ up, b-tch
hol’ up, b-tch
hol’ up, b-tch
hol’ up, b-tch
hol’ up, b-tch
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him) yeah, yeah
(nah, he ain’t— he’s not even teen x, f-ck him) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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