MEAN GREEN

MEAN GREEN - Better Player lyrics

rate me

Yeah man

These niggas always comin' up to me

Talkin' bout

How do I feel about this bitch

And that bitch, and what do I think

Man... know what I tell these niggas?

Man I ain't trippin' on you and your ho, man

Got my own bitches

I got my own ho's, nigga

Now I don't really care about'cha Benz

Or ya light-skinned bitch

Could give a fuck who ya tell

You don't like this shit

The fact still stands

You got one girlfriend

And I feel like

The whole world pimp

I can't be like you

You always actin' fake

I could tell you how much

A real mack can make

A million dollars ain't shit to spend

I get some new ho's, and get it again

So don't tell me, what'chu wish for

You wanna be kept, by a rich ho?

Bitch ass nigga, tryina lic me a lic

She better pay me right now

If she wanna get some dick

I told you, got the game from the old niggas

Every time I park my car, I come to gold-diggers

With the "Easy Pussy" sign, on display

If you lookin' for some money

Don't come this way

You couldn't be a better player than me

Even if you fucked every day of the week

I know you think you got it like Platinum Pete

I be fuckin ho's every day of the week

You never could be a better player than me

Even if you rolled in luxury

I know you smoke coke and that top notch freak

You never could be a better player than me

Now I don't really care about'cha phone book

You think you're pimpin'

Ya chillin' at the club

With' all ya women

You lyin' on ya dick, save the drama

Got my eye on ya wife, and ya baby-mama

Cause you snoozin' (You know the rules pimp)

Ya bitch is choosin' (You 'bout to lose them)

Yellin', "get'cho ass in this car bitch! "

But I'm much too fast with this hard dick

Short Dogg took ya broad, it just can't be

Your bitch sucked me n' fucked me n' then she thanked me

I know the whole story, you ain't servin' it right

I'll probly slide by, and put some work in her night

You couldn't be a better player than me

Even if you roll in luxury

I know you smoke coke and that top notch freak

You never could be a better player than me

Biatch!

Now I don't really care

If you fucked the richest bitch on Earth

You could be a gigolo and couldn't get more work

Cause I'm a player from way back

Taught by the best, no way you could say

That I was short like the rest

Of y'all half steppin', lil' dick wanna-be big-wheeler's

Got a bad case of the Syphilis

In the studio, you're make-believer's

In real life, you're more like, they can't foresay this

You rushin' to the scene, savin' ho's

Every time you come across them, crazy folks

You cuff 'em, hurry up and get 'em to safety

But sooner or later, the bitch gotta face me

Cause I put the game down from the start

And you ain't nothin' but a dumb-ass mark

And do yo thang, and watch me do mine

Get the bitch on the phone

And let's see who's lyin'

Nigga

You never could be a better player than me

Even if you roll in luxury

I know you smoke coke and that top notch freak

You never could be a better player than me

Biatch!

Couldn't be a better player than me

I know you couldn't be a better player than me

Biatch!

Couldn't be a better player than me

Even if you did it every day of the week

I know you think you got it like Platinum Pete

I be fuckin ho's every day of the week

You never could be a better player than me

Even if you roll in luxury

I know you smoke coke and that top notch freak

You never could be a better player than me

Biatch!

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