many times, I heard I died I guess I'm like a cat and I got nine lives Well I'm the P L A Y E R I lay bunnies, like Hugh Heffner I'm her flavor, kinda
her gut I let her walk the funny What's wrong Short Dogg last night got his fuck on And you was trying to hate me, I got cha I fucked your little sister
I would know what's up Blowjob Betty better blow me up I remember the day when I first met her Bitch kinda loose so I knew I'd get her Walked up to her
I let loose almost anything, I love this game I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin I make too much money bitch I can't stop rappin I live the fast
back, while I walk on by I might look you down, and I might say "Hi" And if you come up choosing, I just might laugh Say "Little girl check me out in
Eyewitness, if I shake this mistress I can handle business myself But I love her so much I'm stuck in her clutches I talk about her, can't walk without
and like a heart attack I know I can't turn back And time just passed, nights moved slow And she was all I had, I thought I'd never last Can't let her
Somebody remind me what happened last night cos I can't remember a thing I think they call this Amnesia Feel like I've been in a sleeper I think they
talk big, carry a big stick So, I'm a girl, yeah, I'm white And I write all night with a bare swinging light on the computer alright A producer alright, I
'em up their behinds Go out and wear 'em (Huh?) And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus
though I'm feelin' bad I feel like this, I can't miss what I never had So I gave it a last shot and right before I walked away I hit her with the ghetto
say No not now (No not now) No not now (No not now) No not now But maybe next week Somehow I stayed out too late last night On a little spree And when I
night I couldn't stand to hear the crying Of my mother, and I remember when I swore that, that would be the last they'd see of me And I never went
Last night I stood at your doorstep Trying to figure out what went wrong You just slipped something into my palm and you were gone I could smell the
out his business Told me he would kill me if I ever fucked his bitches And he ain't pay me shit for them last five chickens Rico trippin out rico know I
stairs, you know they just don?t care I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise no more Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats
out the Ruger Some say I'm good - others pray - the want me to fall Battle me - come one, come all - I leave ya jaw hangin' New York City Slinger - Stark Nitty I
getting better but still I just don't understand a lot I'm growing up and up up out out damn this spot's Similar to a ball I saw in a mall it expands