​player lyrics

[Intro]
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him)
Star Boy, you're my hero
Outtatown, but we never out of money
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him)
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him) Yeah, yeah
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
She know I'm a player
We in Los Angeles, I'm ballin' like the Lakers
Babygirl, I love you, but I swear I cannot save ya'
She f*ckin with them other boys, she think that I'ma play her
Stop f*ckin with them other boys, I told that b*tch to stay there

[Verse]
Stay right there, lil' b*tch (Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him)
I'm too geeked, too lit
I got tattoos on my wrist
I got tattoos on my neck
She got tattoos on her titties
My b*tch got tats, same sh*t
My b*tch got Piercings
Hold up, I sit back and think, and I roll up
I count that sh*t, pour me a four up
Might suck that b*tch, she want some coco
No swimmin', she want me to stroke her
I hit from the back, she love how I choke her
Yeah, she love that sh*t (Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him)
Yeah, she love that sh*t
Yeah, I love my b*tch
Yeah, I love my b*tches
Got a ho' for every city
I'm freestylin', this sh*t unwritten
Teen X, boy, who you kiddin'?
Oh, you think I'm pus*y? We gon' pull up with them sticks then
He mad 'cause his b*tch lookin'
I'ma look back, give that ho' a big grin
f*ck that lil' sh*t, I'm big Ken
Shut up, sit back and listen (Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him)
My neck, my wrist, it glisten
You chillin', boy, I'm sh*ttin'
You chillin', boy, I'm sh*ttin'
You chillin', boy, I'm sh*ttin' on you
And you don't know what to do
[Chorus]
She know I'm a player
We in Los Angeles, I'm ballin' like the Lakers
Babygirl, I love you, but I swear I cannot save ya
She f*ckin with them other boys, she think that I'ma play her
Stop f*ckin with them other boys, I told that b*tch to stay there

[Outro]
Hol' up, b*tch
Hol' up, b*tch
Hol' up, b*tch
Hol' up, b*tch
Hol' up, b*tch
Hol' up, b*tch
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him) Yeah, yeah
(Nah, he ain't— he's not even Teen X, f*ck him) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah