Lyric: Player's University by Too $hort
Player's University
Too $hort
GENRE
*
[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
[Chorus: Too $hort]
I'm from 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, bitch
(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, bitch
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
[Verse 2: Too $hort]
It's always gon' be like this
With me, just call me when you need that fix
I'll beat it up, 'til it's all gone
Take your last penny, write another song
Have you open like Denny's, all night long
Let's get this money like we don't know right from wrong
I play the game, bitch, win or lose
'Cause I was born with my pimpin' tools
If you a real player, you can hustle anywhere
Come up anywhere, motherfucker, we don't care
About your hard-luck stories, all you do is bore me
'Cause I respect the game and all the real ones before me
You think it's about the pussy, y'all just want the ass
But all the true players know it's all about the cash
You can have ten women and still be lame
Without this real game, it'll never be the same
[Chorus: Too $hort]
I'm from 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, bitch
(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, a trick bitch
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
[Outro: Kenlo]
Ayo, Street, this your boy Kenlo, man, and right now, this game is in a state of emergency, man. We got a major misconception going on right now. We got a lot of so-called players assuming if you got cars, clothes, money, and hoes, all of a sudden they think they're a player. That's not how it goes, Street, you understand me? So, don't disrespect for the players who played they way and you guys tryna take shortcuts and try to pay your way. Come on, man, don't do it. So let me say it to you one more time, man: cars, clothes, money, and hoes, these are the things that never make me, and these are the things that will never break me. This is Kenlo, founder of Player's University, with my man Greg Street and Too $hort, spittin' that platinum game
[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
[Chorus: Too $hort]
I'm from 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, bitch
(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, bitch
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
[Verse 2: Too $hort]
It's always gon' be like this
With me, just call me when you need that fix
I'll beat it up, 'til it's all gone
Take your last penny, write another song
Have you open like Denny's, all night long
Let's get this money like we don't know right from wrong
I play the game, bitch, win or lose
'Cause I was born with my pimpin' tools
If you a real player, you can hustle anywhere
Come up anywhere, motherfucker, we don't care
About your hard-luck stories, all you do is bore me
'Cause I respect the game and all the real ones before me
You think it's about the pussy, y'all just want the ass
But all the true players know it's all about the cash
You can have ten women and still be lame
Without this real game, it'll never be the same
[Chorus: Too $hort]
I'm from 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, bitch
(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, a trick bitch
(I don't pay, and I don't trick)
[Outro: Kenlo]
Ayo, Street, this your boy Kenlo, man, and right now, this game is in a state of emergency, man. We got a major misconception going on right now. We got a lot of so-called players assuming if you got cars, clothes, money, and hoes, all of a sudden they think they're a player. That's not how it goes, Street, you understand me? So, don't disrespect for the players who played they way and you guys tryna take shortcuts and try to pay your way. Come on, man, don't do it. So let me say it to you one more time, man: cars, clothes, money, and hoes, these are the things that never make me, and these are the things that will never break me. This is Kenlo, founder of Player's University, with my man Greg Street and Too $hort, spittin' that platinum game
Related songs
Comments
Post a Comment