Tytuł: I'll Be Your Player (Remix)

• Wykonawca: Trick Daddy
• Wyświetleń: 255

Yeah, Committee remix, you can't beat us (who you is fool?)
  They call me Trick Daddy Dollars (like that)
  
  Being that I'm... [x4]
  
  Real, I feel you need a man in your life child
  Somebody black, baldheaded plus buckwild
  They call me Trick Daddy Dollars
  A real woman scholar
  If a players what you want lil' momma holla
  
  Yeah, I'ma holla through, you looking good
  So Trick what you wanna do
  I asked my girls if all the player talk was true
  They told me yeah girl, hurry up and make your move
  Now can I be your lover
  
  Don't bother asking your friends about my Benz and ends
  Unless you planning on me staying yeah
  I get my freak on, plus my back strong
  No more sad songs for long girl your daddy's home
  I'll be your player
  
  I need a player
  Someone who's gonna treat me right
  (If a players what you want lil' momma holla)
  
  So Trick you a player Boo
  I like your game if you want I'm available
  I'll get you sprung off the way I use my tounge ohhhh
  I'll get you hot when my lips touch your spot
  I'll lick you like a lollipop, damn I can hardly stop
  You make me scream, yell, holla (who you wit'?)
  Trick Daddy Dollars
  I turn you on when I touch your chest
  And you turn me on when you kiss my neck
  Nothing less than deep penetration
  Anticipation, lets make it happen, I'm sick of waiting
  Daddy, you know you possess the key
  So where you want it
  
  Right here on the side of me
  I'll be your player
  
  [chorus]
  I need a player
  Someone who's gonna treat me right
  (they call me Trick Daddy Dollars)
  I need a player, to hold me tight all through the night
  (If a player's what you want lil' momma holla)
  
  See I suduce you wit' your legs up
  First we bone and get it on, all night long, on and on
  Then I continue when you draw straw
  Make your heart be stoning til' you climb the wall
  You taste so sweet, from your head to your feet
  It's my treat so baby girl ?
  Call me Freaky Deaky cause I want to be your servant
  And while I'm serving, I'll slap you up a serving
  Half the thugs wouldn't do the things I do
  I'm on my knees so please just let me taste you
  Hell, my minds in the gutter, I mean your butter
  Pink eggs and ham, and you taste just like spam
  I'll be your player
  
  [Chorus until fade]