Ain't No Playa (Hater)
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Jay-Z, Foxy Brown
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Reasonable Doubt
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Chey, what's happenin'?
Where's Frank?
Frank's finished.
You're comin' with me.
By the way, how much money do you need for shoppin'?
Haha!
I keep her fresher than the next chick
No need for you to ever sweat the next chick
Miss Wee make the best chicks see the exit
Indeed, you gotta know you're thoroughly respected
Boy, me, you get the keys to the Lexus
But no drivin', got your own 96' whippa
The ridin', keep you right, tired of bein' with Versace
That's why you gotta watch your friends, gotta watch me
They connivin', the first chance they crack for bank
They'll drive me, only get is 50 cent Frank
And Po's bias from the village, tell it, tell it, tell it
On your belly, no question, have more black chicks
Between my sheets than Eskimos
They say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot, meet your death in less than eight seconds
Still poundin' in your head for life
Laughin', my thing is tight
Who you askin', right?
Ain't no player like the one I got
No one can do you better
He sleeps around, but he gives me a lot
Keep you in diamonds and leathers
All of my friends, they tell me I should leave you alone
Hoo, ha
Tell the freaks to find a man of they own
Of they own
Fresh to death in Moschino
Coastin' by, lookin' half black and Filipino
Figure no jazz, got you whoopin' to fill a Ford
Sharpen your feet in Joe and Davis and Charles Jordan
I keep you down for love, you know these
Be making me weak, you all know how it goes, beast
And so I creep, I've been sinnin' since you've been playin' with Bobbie and Kenneth
You can't change a players game in the ninth inning
The Chrome rum spinney, somethin' grain it
So I run way above him and wrinkle his face like Lenin
I play hard until they say God, he's keeping it real
T.i.r. stay hard, I don't even trip
I never slip, get a grip
What you don't see is what you get, weapons concealed
Tell me what y'all feel, when your brothers play sick, we can all get ill
Ain't no player like the one I got
No one can do you better
He sleeps around, but he gives me a lot
Keep you in diamonds and leathers
All of my friends, they tell me I should leave you alone
Hoo, ha
Tell the freaks to find a man of they own
Of they own
There ain't no stopping this, no lie, crime is a state, monogamist
I try but love, you know these
Be making me weak, you all know how it goes, beast
So I stay deep, what up boo, just keep me laced in the illest sakes
Bank rolls and whips, back rubs in the French tub
McInnis' trick, wifey booze, so when you flip that door, remember them days you was dead broke
But now you stylin', I raised you, basically made you into a Don
Flippin' weight out, that's why I gets five carets and all that
For those, Jaguar Wanda the H-Ben Dale, I'm ringing bells
Now who the player, I still keep you in the illest gaters
Tailor made, they lay up in a shed, reminiscin' on how I sex the best
Especially when I'm sippin' bellies, don't give a damn how you move with them other mommies
I push the Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than life
Not them Reebok Broad
You made it known who the wife was
I got you frontin' in Armani sweaters
Before this rap thing, when you was in lovers and hopped out berettas
In E-classes with mode when the glass in shows in Cali
With all the flavors' sway bellies, now all your Menzes up in your Benzes' hot posts
I swear you be killing me, play
I never worry about them other chicks
Cause you proved who was your Wiz when you were spinning them chips
I trick a little
When you was up north your commissary stayed peeling
Had you living love on the Allen, all them collect had me vexed
But when you came home, bet I was coming off with half of them checks
Now we on the rise, you diamond mommy with the slanted eyes
Hell no, I see half of your dough made you into a star
Pushed you $100,000 cars
Ain't no player like the one I got
No one can do you better
He sleeps around, but he gives me a lot
Keep you in diamonds and leathers
All of my friends, they tell me I should leave you alone
Hoo, ha
Tell the freaks to find a man of they own
Of they own
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