Lyrics:

[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']

you See I Made Up My Mind When I Was 17
i Ain't With No Marriage A Weddin' Ring
i Be A Player For Life. So Where's My Wife
probably At The Rehab Stuck At The Pipe
'cause She Must Be Smokin' I'm Not Jokin'
too $hort Baby Comin' Straight From Oakland
got Way Mo' Bitches Than I Ever Need
i Put That On A Big Fat Bag Of Weed
'cause I Can Give You A Bitch Who Wouldn't Give You Joint
bitches Ain't Shit Now I Made My Point
so You Can Light That Weed
while I Spit This Rap
Tell You About A Player From Way Back
i Was Only 14 When I First Got My Dick Sucked
now I'm Grown Up I Really Like To Bust Nuts
gittin' Freaky In The Right Situations.
you Wanna Rap Well That's A Nice Occupation
to Get Pussy When You Want 'n' How You Want It Fool'
'cause I Was Fuckin' Ugly Hoes Back In High School'
i Used To Fuck Young Ass Hoes
used To Be Broke Didn't Have No Clothes
now I Fuck Top Notch Bitches
tellin' Stories 'bout Rags To Riches
about A Pimp Named $horty From The Oakland Set
been Mackin' For Years 'n' Ain't Fell Of Yet
so If You Ever See Me Rollin' In My Drop Top Caddy
throw A Peace Sign Say 'hey Pimp Daddy!'
'cause I Never Would Front' On My Folks
i Slow Down Let The Gold Diggers Count My Spokes
bitches Come A Dime A Dozen
so Don't Get Mad When I Fuck Your Cousin
your 2 Sisters, I Even Fuck Your Ex-Bitch
$hort Dog In The House With Some Player Shit...

[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']

all The Fake Players Peep Game From The Real
player Hatin' Lover Tell Me How Do You Feel
when You Front To The Homies How You Grind 'em
look Fo' A Tramp, But You Can't Find 'em
you Got 1 Girlfriend You See Her Every Night
comin' Around The Partners, Lyin' About Your Life
looked At Your Watch It Said 622
cut To The House Said 'baby I Love You'
can't Act Like A Mack Like Playboy $ho'
an' The Rest Of The Macks In The Streets Of The O Bitch!
comin' Up We Learn How To 'break' These Hoes
When Your Through Gettin' Yours Then You Shake These Hoes
When Your Older, It's Nothin' But A Routine
makin' G's Everyday Workin' Blue Jeans
i Know I Seen It Before
i See It Again
young Tender Sayin' '$hort Would You Be My Man...'

[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']

yeah There's Alot Of Fake Players Out There
talkin' Bad About Ant Banks. You Know What I'm Sayin'
but 'i' Ain't Trippin' Up.
$hort Dog. What You Do About Them Player Haters

try 'n' Stay Away From Kriss Kross Imitators
put You In A Cross 'cause They Really Jus' Haters
i Thought You Knew, $hort Dog Is A Player
born To Mack 'n' Got Bitches Everywhere
i Ride Around Town In My Clean Ass Cars
screenin' These Hoes Like Movie Stars
checkin' My Traps Like A Dirty Rat
i Was Born To Mack
i'm Hookin' Hoes Like Crack, I Be A Monkey On Your Back Bitch
until You Kick That $hort Dog Habit Got You All On My Dick
Even Though I Can't Fuck You Every Day
'it's' 'cause I Got Another Bitch Around' The Way
we Can All Get Together On A Late Night
cut To The House Hook Somethin' Up Real Tight
i Really Don't Care
'cause I'm A Player...

[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']
[i'm A Player I'm Playin' Jus' 'to Play']