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Maka - Player No More - Radio Edit lyrics

Artist: Maka

album: Player No More


Shawty kissing on my neck
She grab that thang too
I been looking for somebody I can sing to
I go dumb in these sheets, my shit painful
Ima have your body out there singing to them angels
Bitch I'm the man
I just pop rubber-bands
I do what I can
And put on for my fam
You won't understand
Bitch I'm all bout my bag
If yo mans gon pull up
Then Ima leave him where he stand
Slide on op
Bitch I came out the LAnd
Grind for my guap
Bitch I do what you can't
Move like a boss
You ride dick like a fan
And I run up these blues
To the top I'm just saying
And shawty on my dick and she so nasty
Arch that back for me
Love it when she call me daddy
I ain't never love these hoes
That always trynna have me
Always in they feelings
With that shit they trynna catch me
Yeah
Cause I don't wanna be a player, no
I don't wanna be a player
I don't wanna be a player, no
I don't wanna be a player no more
Im cool like December
Take her down yelling timber
Jewels on like the winter
Ask around tell bitch i been froze
Oou I think she like me, like me, like me
I might take her to the hood
And let her sightsee
I don' had a lot of hoes
That don't excite me
And I heard her nigga mad
He wanna fight me
Well tell that nigga, pull up
We ain't turning down shit
I don' fell in love with another nigga bitch
And you looking good
I might fuck you in this whip
Bite your bottom lip
Just how I'm doing, when you need that
Always start to sucking
When you see I pull my seat back
You my favorite mellow
Wanna eat that, please that
Beat that, make you tap out
And need a rematch
Baby I got dope dick
Quit it, you gon' relapse
Always give good feedback
Chanel and Celine bags
I know your nigga broke
So girl just hit me if you need that
Pussy so good, I might get up on my kneecap
Pussy so good, I might get up on my kneecap
Cause I don't wanna be a player, no
I don't wanna be a player
I don't wanna be a player, no
I don't wanna be a player no more
Im cool like December
Take her down yelling timber
Jewels on like the winter
Ask around tell bitch i been froze
I don't wanna be a player no baby
I don't wanna play games, no no
Baby I just wanna fuck you on the floor
Beat it up and have you screaming for some more
You know you my bitch
I love, I love, the way you ride for me
Baby look me in my eyes say you gon' die for me
If I don't make it home tonight, is you gon' cry for me
I was just planning on playing
But I ain't playing no more
I'm getting ten for a show
They be like fuck up the stores
My du-rag match your nails
And that's player forsure
And Ima fly you to Atlanta
Baby flex on these hoes
I hope we sex on the floor
Beat it up and take a shower
Then we sex for some more
Hit that pussy for a little bit
Then head to the door
You know I wanna get you naked
Cause I don't wanna be a player, no
I don't wanna be a player
I don't wanna be a player, no
I don't wanna be a player no more
Im cool like December
Take her down yelling timber
Jewels on like the winter
Ask around bitch i been froze

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