Player’s University Too $hort

[Chorus: Too $hort]
Player's University, Class of '86
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
All us real players do is try to get rich
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
I'm from Player's University, Class of '86
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
You can't be a player 'cause you're nothin' but a trick
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
Some players don't play broads, they play for keeps
Make about a half-a-million dollars a week
Big business, handle it now, it can't wait
And lazy motherfuckers just can't be late
The high rollers, you know you can't valet park your Corolla
You don't even have the heart to get over
Mad at a player like me
Sad 'cause you know every day I be
A real P-L-A-Y-E-R
Who 'bout his money, you can't tell me why hе's smart
Don't ask me why, but that's all I know
Stand tall 'til you fall and get all the dough
Wе ain't criminals, we just pimpin' hoes
It ain't like we finna go explain some chemicals
I got a good woman you call a prostitute
I put her on the market 'cause I got to