A yo Steff, this nigga fell in love with a hoe
She really a prostitute my nigga
I should know
My game cold
Undercover freaks in plain clothes
Best known for getting them wet like rainbows
I bet he swear he got his game on
When he the one getting played like trombone
Ol' insecure nigga tryna make a house wife
But scared to let her outside because his game ain't tight
Birds picking up seeds trying to soak up game
Author fist balled up when he heard my name
These niggas dying for hoes I ran through
You a mark, and you don't even have a clue
She calling you a square
While you paying for her hair
Wigs you brought that
Nails you got done
Then she kiss you on the cheek and make you feel like you the one
Sugar daddy on the phone just in case she need funds
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Lord knows that it really pays being a player
If my side piece act up I'm seeing her later
Maybe, it all depends if my other bitch wanna see me
Some real shit love I'm after the paper
These niggas really some cornballs
Taking them hoes shopping, buying the whole mall
Giving her the world, and she ain't even earn it
You can tell he never had a bad bitch and it shows
Who raised you niggas
I can tell not a P
If a bitch act up she ain't hearing from me
Blowing up my phone
Trying to see where I'm at
I be screening calls baby, keep rubbing my back
The return of the M.A.C.K.
My way like BK
2020 is the year she gone see straight
That neck real sloppy how I love it boo
One thing, don't get that shit on my shoes
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Say, man
It ain't that deep
You a lame
And your dane is a freak
I bet she'll cuss your ass out if you look up in her phone
And you'll apologize like you did something wrong
Cuz you don't got no back bone
Y'all together in the club
So you think you got your mack on
But you ain't a mack until you send her out and tell her bring that money back home
You just another nigga in the friend zone
She going out of town to meet the nigga she depend on
She all about the ends homes
You a snack but she looking for a meal though
So don't take it out on me
If she on POF
For the P4P
You invest too much time in her
You just supposed to smoke a dime with her
She supposed to suck you off and then it's bye bitch
But you got her gassed up like a hybrid
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Now check this out
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CZARnicholas featuring CABLE M. - You Ain't No Player (feat. Steff the Ruler) Lyrics
CZARnicholas featuring CABLE M. - You Ain't No Player (feat. Steff the Ruler) Lyrics
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A yo Steff, this nigga fell in love with a hoe
She really a prostitute my nigga
I should know
My game cold
Undercover freaks in plain clothes
Best known for getting them wet like rainbows
I bet he swear he got his game on
When he the one getting played like trombone
Ol' insecure nigga tryna make a house wife
But scared to let her outside because his game ain't tight
Birds picking up seeds trying to soak up game
Author fist balled up when he heard my name
These niggas dying for hoes I ran through
You a mark, and you don't even have a clue
She calling you a square
While you paying for her hair
Wigs you brought that
Nails you got done
Then she kiss you on the cheek and make you feel like you the one
Sugar daddy on the phone just in case she need funds
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Lord knows that it really pays being a player
If my side piece act up I'm seeing her later
Maybe, it all depends if my other bitch wanna see me
Some real shit love I'm after the paper
These niggas really some cornballs
Taking them hoes shopping, buying the whole mall
Giving her the world, and she ain't even earn it
You can tell he never had a bad bitch and it shows
Who raised you niggas
I can tell not a P
If a bitch act up she ain't hearing from me
Blowing up my phone
Trying to see where I'm at
I be screening calls baby, keep rubbing my back
The return of the M.A.C.K.
My way like BK
2020 is the year she gone see straight
That neck real sloppy how I love it boo
One thing, don't get that shit on my shoes
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Say, man
It ain't that deep
You a lame
And your dane is a freak
I bet she'll cuss your ass out if you look up in her phone
And you'll apologize like you did something wrong
Cuz you don't got no back bone
Y'all together in the club
So you think you got your mack on
But you ain't a mack until you send her out and tell her bring that money back home
You just another nigga in the friend zone
She going out of town to meet the nigga she depend on
She all about the ends homes
You a snack but she looking for a meal though
So don't take it out on me
If she on POF
For the P4P
You invest too much time in her
You just supposed to smoke a dime with her
She supposed to suck you off and then it's bye bitch
But you got her gassed up like a hybrid
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Now check this out
Some of the greatest artists of our time have brought you compelling story's about pimps
Ho's, players, tricks, johns, marks, mark-ass tricks, trick-ass marks
Skeezers, skanks, skig-scags, and scallywhops
Now ask yourself, which one are you?
She really a prostitute my nigga
I should know
My game cold
Undercover freaks in plain clothes
Best known for getting them wet like rainbows
I bet he swear he got his game on
When he the one getting played like trombone
Ol' insecure nigga tryna make a house wife
But scared to let her outside because his game ain't tight
Birds picking up seeds trying to soak up game
Author fist balled up when he heard my name
These niggas dying for hoes I ran through
You a mark, and you don't even have a clue
She calling you a square
While you paying for her hair
Wigs you brought that
Nails you got done
Then she kiss you on the cheek and make you feel like you the one
Sugar daddy on the phone just in case she need funds
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Lord knows that it really pays being a player
If my side piece act up I'm seeing her later
Maybe, it all depends if my other bitch wanna see me
Some real shit love I'm after the paper
These niggas really some cornballs
Taking them hoes shopping, buying the whole mall
Giving her the world, and she ain't even earn it
You can tell he never had a bad bitch and it shows
Who raised you niggas
I can tell not a P
If a bitch act up she ain't hearing from me
Blowing up my phone
Trying to see where I'm at
I be screening calls baby, keep rubbing my back
The return of the M.A.C.K.
My way like BK
2020 is the year she gone see straight
That neck real sloppy how I love it boo
One thing, don't get that shit on my shoes
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Say, man
It ain't that deep
You a lame
And your dane is a freak
I bet she'll cuss your ass out if you look up in her phone
And you'll apologize like you did something wrong
Cuz you don't got no back bone
Y'all together in the club
So you think you got your mack on
But you ain't a mack until you send her out and tell her bring that money back home
You just another nigga in the friend zone
She going out of town to meet the nigga she depend on
She all about the ends homes
You a snack but she looking for a meal though
So don't take it out on me
If she on POF
For the P4P
You invest too much time in her
You just supposed to smoke a dime with her
She supposed to suck you off and then it's bye bitch
But you got her gassed up like a hybrid
You gotta see who she calling
(Nigga you ain't no player)
You wanna know all the niggas that she f*cked with
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If you always with her in public
(Nigga you ain't no player)
If she getting you for your money
(Nigga you ain't no player)
Now check this out
Some of the greatest artists of our time have brought you compelling story's about pimps
Ho's, players, tricks, johns, marks, mark-ass tricks, trick-ass marks
Skeezers, skanks, skig-scags, and scallywhops
Now ask yourself, which one are you?
Writer: Lamont Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid