Player For Life

Gotta be a player for life, gotta be a player for life

(That's right) Gotta be a player for life, I gotta be a player for life

[Too $hort]

Smob to the tip, I feel no guilt

She's young and she's fine and she bout to get peeled

I know you heard why, no need to tell

You lookin at a certified P.F.L.

You wanna be like me? I don't think you can

Your girlfriend loves you, need to be her man

She never told you how she was a Too $hort fan

She kept it to herself, you wouldn't understand

I met her at the mall when she was mad at you

She said, gimme a call and I was glad to

That night, I gave your girl a ex tab..

.. the best sex she ever had

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

I gotta be a player for life, I gotta be a player for life

[Too $hort]

It'd be nice to wake up to some little smilin faces

sayin, "Daddy" - instead of bein in wild faces

Smokin fatties, fo' hoes in my Caddy

Each one willin to have me

Sometimes you want my life, sometimes I want yours

I'm tryin to find a wife and you tryin to find whores

Which one of us is lookin in the devil's eyes?

I'd settle down if I could have seven wives

But that's illegal, and everywhere we go

We roll through the town takin every ho

And of course, we show no remorse

I'm doin one-twenty with your ho in the Porsche

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]

'Til death do us part, with all yo' heart

It was love - right from the start

But could you do it - would you change yo' life

and get married, stop runnin game every night?

Ex-player with his wife and kids

Lookin happy; I wonder if he really is

I would hate to be committed even though I ain't wit it

Still out in the streets tryin to get it

It's hard for a man with access to one vagina

to be faithful, when she's so much finer

than his wife - she seen it comin

He fell in love with another woman

[Chorus]

[Too $hort]

I keep comin back to the same thought

Fallin in love'll throw the game off

You let her get to you, you know you still care

But I was raised by them real players

I try to tell the homies fuck the party

This player lifestyle ain't for everybody

You gotta make your own choice - it's yo' life

How would it be without yo' kids, and no wife?

Wakin up with a tramp - you don't like

Nigga, you better hear what I'm sayin on the mic

You wanna be a pimp, you better go back home

Leave them tramps alone, you know you wrong

You wrong

[Chorus] - 2X