Tonart: F# minor
Intro 1
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Em
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I'm
Verse 1
a multi -million dollar player
Coming up to fit for a second dollar
C
I'll stow your hands in the air
Oh yeah,
Lil'
T .P.
Em
Sauber is your president
Fuck you, man
Coming down with conflict,
I don't get down
with rhymes that sound so clear
Am
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In the sixth flight, loose
Nigga, pimp of the year
Top authority, smoking, drink beer all year
count
Hundred stacks, blinded,
Em
Setting up shop on the block,
getting the block hot
For the comic bomb, that chronic that stay lit,
Em
We ridin' high, high,
they head to the nine
Eight to the nine, nine, you tell it to my nine
C
You hoes, one more time,
Em
I smoke nothing but the kind
I clean up everywhere like shop signs,
Cause the blood from
Midwest gotta get mine
Em
Then I'm headed to the next state,
cause
Midwest food carry weight
C
And see a way of living,
pimpin' these hoes everyday
Em
Sippin' on brews, stop flight, we rise high
All night we flyin' high,
C
breakin' them off smooth
Em
Party like we used to, with the grill lit
C
We talkin' shit, smokin' on spliffs
Em
C
on different type of hoes
Dumpin' the booze, packin' the filter,
Em
ain't nobody class to party
C
Em
Flyin' high, blew a fender with
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my bitches at the condos
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I mean models flat
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Real players don't fall out over no hoes
And real players won't deal
Em
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and vogue, slam cow like dose, and smoke high grow,
Em
sip on more, dp by the cases,
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Em
fuckin' big booties and fine faces,
C
Em
seein' different places, ballin' on them bitches,
Rolex on my wrist,
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Em
presidential kill with ice, nothin' nice,
it's top block, bitch we live longer than life,
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shit you couldn't imagine, player status,
Em
fuckin' tv stars and beauty pageants,
makin' shit happen with this rappin',
C
livin' our dreams out, smokin' green out,
Em
everyday with players around my way,
still leavin', smackin' hoes and rollin'
J's,
C
So nigga blaze up the green
Em
sticky on that chocolate pie
C
So we can get high and have a ball
Em
Players put platinum plaques
up on they wall
C
Em
Pool parties and booty calls are number
R, y 'all
So get in when you feel it, nigga,
cause it's a flare thing
C
Em
Haters can't hang so by the sides they twang,
that's for smart change
And we been pimpin',
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Em
no sippin', hopefully even drunk and lippin'
C
Nine inches of deep whippin',
Em
got bitches trippin', reminiscin'
When they mention that nigga
Gunn, bitches be fun
Em
Himalayas, I thought I told ya
C
All I wanted to be was a player
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All I wanted to be was a
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player
Em
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All I wanted to be was a player,
Braids and
Em
Keep my mind on my money
C
and my motherfuckin' shirt
Em
But see my daddy always told me
C
about this cutthroat gang
Em
Watch them jealous player haters
keep your hand on your thing
see you havin' shit
Am
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But they better duck cause they don't
Em
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know who they be fuckin' with
Em
Man, I only wanted to be your player
C
Now I'm a big -time hustler,
Yates
Sellin' straight to the cluckers in my
G
neighborhoods off the hook
Am
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Sellin' that shit to make the
Em
feds wanna take another look
Em
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but I ain't trippin' if they wanna jump
Am
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I'm in the liver boom,
Em
clutchin' on my riot pump
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Ready to dump, it's like pee,
I think they watchin' me
Am
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I hope them hoes don't think that
Em
type of shit is stoppin' me
That he mobbin'
G from
Flinttown to the
Himalayas
C
Em
I thought I told you all I wanted to
Em
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Em
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All that I want is to be with a boy, yeah
Em
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Em
All that I want is to be with a boy,
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yeah
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Em
All that I want is to be with a boy,
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yeah
Outro 1
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