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fendi p – hella girls 2 lyrics

[chorus: juicy j]
she don’t wanna be played, but i’m a player
i’m stuck in my ho phase, i’m a player
i’m stuck in my old ways, i’m a player
i’m a player, baby, i’m a player

[verse 1: fendi p]
wavy neck, money spending, yeah i’m swimming in it
pretty women in every city just wan’ lay up with me
i’m that n+gga, won’t tell their girlfriends i’m their n+gga
look, player sh+t, i’m on some player sh+t
i need a bunny just to kick it with
ain’t tryna play a b+tch, i’m tryna play up in
brown skin, pretty brown skin, i need whole lots of them
mercedes benz, h+lla lady friends
bottles come to the club closed, model hoes in designer clothes
taking shots and shoving powder up their nose
money rolls, all these hundreds for, she a centerfold
look, at my hotel, it’s like a movie
penthouse where the g’s be, you need like two keys
drink some money like a smoothie
i’m feeling groovy, i keep my toolie
your b+tch prolly wan’ do me

[chorus: juicy j]
she don’t wanna be played, but i’m a player
i’m stuck in my ho phase, i’m a player
i’m stuck in my old ways, i’m a player
i’m a player, baby, i’m a player
i got two hoes on the side, i’m a player
i got two hoes in the ride, i’m a player
it’s just hard to decide so i’m a player
i’ma let my homie try, i’m a player
[verse 2: fendi p]
they be like “that’s p” wanna s+x me, don’t just won’t text me
trust me, f+ck up your whole week, i buy you new weave
gucci, switching gucci now she want fendi
come through whenever i’m in the city
h+lla miscalls, h+lla drunk texts, don’t do no phone s+x
pull up, i’m at the marriott by the lax
meet me at the condo right off of peach street
lame sh+t, ain’t with that shibe sh+t, don’t want no shibe b+tch
groupies hoes, hoes that’s ran through, i like low mileage
i’m stylish, can’t f+ck a bummy ho, ain’t my style b+tch
like what you wearing, now come out of it
getting smoked out on that hennessey, she want that henny d+ck
rolling, she popping ecstasy, won’t do me anything
hold up, like baby slow down, b+tch control yourself

- fendi p lyrics

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