Saturday morning, woke up at 10:44
Still all wasted from the night I had before
Turn over in my bed, I'm still feeling groggy
Who was that girl, we'll call her Lottie Dottie
Well, Lottie Dottie, she sure liked to party
Took a double at the body,
knew that my eyes were red
We smoked an L and took it to the head
2 hours later she had me jumping in her bed
So Ladies, the ones getting played
Spread out & laid, like mustard, ketchup, mayonaise
Don't be afraid, 2 hours & no ties
When the sun comes up, it's good morning & goodbye
So that's the way, uh-huh that we like it
No need to fight it, we explode like riots
We are the ones that will make you buy it
So come on try it you know you're gonna like it
So you wanna be a player (Hell yeah)
Well, ladies you can be some players too
So you wanna be a player (Fuck yeah)
Just don't let them try to play you
Later that night there was a message on my Skytel
(Danny meet us at the club)
I'm like Oh well
Confidence and all thinking I'm the man
I walked out the front door, to my ride the band van
It was D-Bone, Max, Phil C and me
Ready to play these girls, cuz it came so easily
But little did we know they had a plan already set
To get us to their place, something we would regret
There had to be like 50 of them lining up the room
Saying come on do it now, chill we'll start soon
I guess it just shows that anyone can pursue it
The only people that get played
are the ones that do it
So that's the way, uh-huh that we like it
No need to fight it, we explode like riots
We are the ones that will make you buy it
So come on try it you know you're gonna like it
So you wanna be a player (Hell yeah)
Well, ladies you can be some players too
So you wanna be a player (Fuck yeah)
Just don't let them try to play you
We're all the same,
it's when we try to change the only ones
But we'reI'm not the wreck of the Hesperus
Feel more like the Wall of China
Getting old as Methuselah
Feel tall as the Eiffel Tower
I'm not a power of attorney
But I can rock as good as Gibraltar
Ain't no more no spring chicken
Been plucked but I'm still kicking
But it's alright, it's alright
Poison penmen sneak, have no nerve to speak
Make up lies then they leak 'm out
Behind a pseudonym, the rottenness in them
Reaching out trying to touch me
Met some Oscars and Tonys
I slipped on a pavement oyster
Met a snake climbing ladders
Got out of the line of fire
(But it's alright)
Brainless writers gossip nonsenses
To others heads as dense as they is
It's the same old malady
What they see is faulty
I'm not the wreck of the Hesperus
Feel more like Big Bill Broonzy
Getting old as my mother
But I tell you I got some company
(But it's alright)
But it's alright, it's alright
But it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, alright
It's alright