king ocean – players club lyrics
i got pretty b+tches crying yea they p+ssed off
smack down hit the p+ssy with a hiptoss
now she sayin she in love knock sh+t off
n+gga say he gettin money knock that sh+t off
tryna sell me fake runtz n+gga get lost
taliban mafia been ballin since the tip off
if she pay me blue strips i get p+ssed off
i dont even rap n+gga let me sh+t talk
drop a 8 in duce watch it bubble up
we pull up all the bad b+tches notice us
even wheel chair n+ggas can’t roll wit us
and we leave all the hoes tryna go with us
see its blues in my pants runtz in my wood
baby choppa 50 rounds its made of wood
gang signs with the right i bang inglewood
wit a b+tch smell like candy look megan good
on a trip for the strips its for my health
a different state countin money thank god im blessed
double gs on my belt and its gucci steps
double fs on my shirt like a faild a test
put the d+ck to deep made her fall love
catch me with a lnother b+tch try be beat me up
you can’t find another ocean this a one if one
my momma hate it streets know im my daddy son
i got pretty b+tches crying yea they p+ssed off
smack down hit the p+ssy with a hiptoss
now she sayin she in love knock sh+t off
n+gga say he gettin money knock that sh+t off
tryna sell me fake runtz n+gga get lost
taliban mafia been ballin since the tip off
if she pay me blue strips i get p+ssed off
ion even rap n+gga let me sh+t talk
being broke just not in my dna
my pureto rican from kisseme she a cna
yea lil ocean sauced up like a pizza date(no break)
dont fall in love this the players club just like lisa raye
hop out fresh as h+ll who the f+ck is this
you dont smoke gas blood you got boof zips
khief itchin for a l!ck totin two sticks
steak and lobster memeber heatin up fish sticks
seaworld with white b+tches feedin dolphins
tracksuit hold my bands im not joggin
clothes color cordinated in my closet
d+mn where the lean go bro i bought it
she kept throwing me a hint so a caught it
give her 4 5 rounds like we boxing
marathon og got me coughin
got her number i was bored i ain’t never even call it
i got pretty b+tches crying yea they p+ssed off
smack down hit the p+ssy with a hiptoss
now she sayin she in love knock sh+t off
n+gga say he gettin money knock that sh+t off
tryna sell me fake runtz n+gga get lost
taliban mafia been ballin since the tip off
if she pay me blue strips i get p+ssed off
ion even rap n+gga let me sh+t talk
told her we goin f+ck when i pull up she was coo with it
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