I'm A Player - The Team, Da Wayne Wiggins

You see I made up my mind when I was 17

I ain’t with no marriage and a wedding ring

I’ll be a player for life, so where’s my wife?

Probably at the rehab stuck on the pipe

Cause she must be smoking and I’m not joking

Carson baby coming straight from Oakland

Got way more ripps then I’ll ever need

Put that on a big fat bag of weed

Cause I can give you a ripp, wouldn’t give you a joint

Can’t waste the day now I made my point

So you should light your weed while I spit this rap

Tell you 'bout a player from way back

When I was younger, I use to run the young girls game

Now a lil' older and I still ain’t changed

Shit I’m freaky in the right situations

You wanna rap?

That’s a nice occupation

To get it good when you want and how you want it fool

Cause I was crushing all the girls back in high school

I use to get the young girls

I use to be broke and had a taped up curl

But now I fuck top notch bitches

Tell a story 'bout rags to riches

'Bout a nigga named Carson from the Oakland State

Been rapping for years and ain’t fell off yet

So if you see me in my drop top Caddy

Throw a peace sign say, «Hey pimp daddy»

Cause I never would front on my folks

I slow down and let the gold diggers watch my chrome

Rippers come a dime a dozen

So don’t get mad when I’m up in your cousin

Your two sisters, I even fucked your ex-bitch

Clyde Carson in the house on some player shit

Now would you like to play (I'm a player, playing just to play)

Would you like to play (I'm a player, playing just to play)

Now all you fake players peep game from the real

Player hating lover tell me how do you feel

When you front to the homies how you grindin'

Look for a run but you can’t find one

You got one girlfriend, you see her every night

Come around your partners, lie about your life

Looked at your watch, said 6:22

Cut to the house said, «Baby I love you»

Can’t act like a mack like playboy Kaz

And the rest of The Team on the streets and the ave

Coming up we learned how to break these hoes

And when you through getting yours then you shake these hoes

And when your older it’s nothing but a routine

And every care is ice cream and them mo jeans

I know I’ve seen her before, I’ll see it again

Young ripps saying, «Kaz, would you be my man»

Now would you like to play (I'm a player, playing just to play)

Would you like to play (I'm a player, playing just to play)

Yeah it’s a lot of fake players out there

Talking bad about The Team, you understand that

Kaz Kyzah, what you do about them player haters

Tryna stay away from you mark imitators

Put you in a cross cause you really just hate us

I thought you knew, Kyzah is a player

Born to mack and got rippers everywhere

I ride around town in my clean ass car

Screening these hoes like movie stars

Checking my tracks in the turf like that

See I was born to mack I’m whipping hoes like «crack»

We be a monkey on your back bitch

Until you kick that Clyde Carson have you

Got you all on my tip

And even though I can’t touch you everyday

It’s cause I got another girl around the way

We can all get together on the late night

Cut to the house serve you something up real tight

I really don’t care cause I’m a player