here acting all rah-rah? I'll be chilling and smoking On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid
Vertimas: Heavy D. Wanna Be A Player ".
Vertimas: Heavy D. Wanna Be A Player "(Feat. Herb Mcgruff).
ready, uhh [Heavy D] Yeah Heavy not a think about romancin you But my mans tell me I ain't got a chance wit'chu What a nigga gotta do to get a dance
put that beam right on ya tater Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. be irate Just try to keep him in a cage but some how he keep escapin' That's why I be
I'm a shine, I'm a shine I'm a shine while my lights on I'm a shine, I'm a shine I'm a shine, I'm a shine I'm a shine, I'm a shine I'm a shine while
a few shots, let it burn in your chest We could ride down, pumpin' N.E.R.D. in the deck Funny how a few words turn into sex Play this free, joint called
friends would treat me now If I was iced up with a Bentley and a house That's why fake-ass niggas get fake-ass digits And fake-ass players get a real player
What y'all wanna do? Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers Wastin' time with all the chat room yakkers 9 to 5, chillin' at Hewlett Packard Workin' at a desk with a
nigga You better be ready with your heat If you wanna know if I'm really a G Then get out your car and come see And I'm like a battering ram Knockin'
smiled touchin my chest Trigga you a mess Baby im for real She said you better be Baby im so for real you can go ask heavy d Speakin of heavy d Think
ima bite her with this alligator sweater A bay bay was just the beginning im finna run tha game Whoever feel different can holla at Hurricane Wanna be talkin but heavy
Actin' like I got a problem that's heavy to me Smokin' brothers like a dooby in a gangsta movie MC's turn stank like a old lady coochie Ball and Red
much behind Just a note that said, "I'm sorry" by your picture And a song that's weighin' heavy on my mind Please, mister please, don't play B-17 It
much behind Just a note that said, "I'm sorry", by your picture And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind Please, mister, please, don't play B-17
p-playin' a part, amazingly smart Remember Pun? That's the ghetto God Big Pun will be here, forever We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly
It's been fifteen years an' I ain't played out They playin' Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal Back in the days K M E L played heavy metal That's why
lightening Bitch, its thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought, to take a toter? and a brain
