The Player Way Ma$e (Ft. 8Ball & MJG)
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[Intro: 8Ball & Diddy]
No one expected the unexpected (uh uh)
Know what I'm saying?
Something real, something you could feel (that's right)
Straight from the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt)
Put a little soul in here
And we don't stop
[Verse 1: Eightball]
No one has to ask who be actin' bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin' G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappin' weak MC's go home practicing
I flip a Benz with Lorenzen and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need to chief
Smoke up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I mean lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin' I won't pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screamin' Hallelujah
Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy
Fat Boy ain't afraid to rat-a-tat boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin' stacks boy
No one expected the unexpected (uh uh)
Know what I'm saying?
Something real, something you could feel (that's right)
Straight from the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt)
Put a little soul in here
And we don't stop
[Verse 1: Eightball]
No one has to ask who be actin' bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin' G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappin' weak MC's go home practicing
I flip a Benz with Lorenzen and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need to chief
Smoke up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I mean lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin' I won't pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screamin' Hallelujah
Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy
Fat Boy ain't afraid to rat-a-tat boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin' stacks boy
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