Too Player lyrics

[Hook: XVL Hendrix]
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left

[Verse 1: XVL Hendrix]
We’re too player to let one of these hoes to play me to the left
You know that I go by Hendrix
You know I work that hoe to death
That hoe do anything
She sucking and f*cking everybody else
Yes, she a nasty dealer
That hoe a nasty dealer
Sipping on lean, not liquor
See if she want a picture
[?] I can’t get a picture
Hoe, she should get the picture
[?]
All she can get is a di*k in her [?]
Tricked the hoe right out of her sh*t, then I’m gone
And it ain’t easy to call my phone
Your b*tch, I’m far from a lame
I will not fall for your game
You work on [?], I work on [?]
I see we’re on the same thing
I’m faster than you, you’re slower than me
We ain’t on the same page
She know I be geeked up on everything
She wanna come and get it out of Eddi Kane

[Hook: XVL Hendrix]
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left

[Verse 2: Jose Guapo]
To the left
I f*ck a hoe, look like Beyoncé
If a b*tch try to set me up
She know it’s gon’ be her place
b*tch, I’m married to the game
Yeah, the money is my fiancée
I’ma giant on these hoes
Might as well call me Andre
b*tch, I’m getting that, getting that, getting that, getting that
Getting that, getting that, not giving up
Get these hoes that like some [?]
Most of these hoes, they dirt like soil
Make your b*tch come do my chores
We got marble on our floor
We got cameras at the spot
And we got choppers at the door
I won’t let no b*tch play me like a PlayStation
This ain’t a arcade, b*tch, you ain’t game racing
Backwood [?], girl, you know we gon’ face it
No, we do not chase them
We just gon’ replace them

[Hook: XVL Hendrix]
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left
We’re too player to let one of these b*tches play me to the left