Princess Superstar Love/Hate to Be a Player Lyrics

Last of the Great 20th Century Composers Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro: Last of the Great 20th Century Composers
  • 2 Do It Like a Robot
  • 3 Meet You Halfway (Keep It on the Alright)
  • 4 I Hope I Sell a Lot of Records at Christmastime
  • 5 Come Up to My Room
  • 6 Kool Keith's Ass
  • 7 Bump Your Ass Off (feat. ChessTBunz, Slick Muffins & Brock)
  • 8 NYC Cunt
  • 9 Year Two Thousand
  • 10 Love/Hate to Be a Player
  • 11 Sex (I Like)
  • 12 Do It Like a Robot (Jon Spencer remix)
  • 13 My Life
  • Love Love to be a Player

    I'm in the right mode, real bold untold riches in my pocket
    Well you heard my rhymes you seen my pictures
    *****es see me, they want to be me
    And all the brothers run to them 'cause they can't reach me
    For real maybe I'm magic, everyone David Coppafeel
    Automatically grab it
    Diva Don't fuss believe me, you built like a bus
    I'm a jump you like Kneival in a rush, please
    I got a Ph.D a playa hatin degree when it ain't me check me
    University teach class dispatch grade D my Keats kick you in the Balzac
    Alls that so wack, hiphop hits gone bad, but that brag dag, it's temptin
    Money Cash Hoes let me kick a little somethin
    I can put the ho back in hotel, write, win a Nobel, run wit the cartel
    Rock? Well I rock well, slam like a Montel, fat eat a Snackwell
    Smack like a Bonne Bell
    Talk with the tic tac on the Startac wait hate that
    It's Rap gettin tired
    Booty Call of the Wild -I'm snorin
    Like Hootie all of a sudden-borin
    You Don't Blowfish? Hmm..Let me finish, I'm a step wit
    Someone on the right tip the right ****, the champ sip
    Trap for the flip hit Billboard ****
    Damn I did it (what for?)
    Connect 4, pretty sneaky sis, gimme some more
    'cause this Cracker needs a Jack , need some caramel in the back
    And since you askin lick me like Baskin
    Like you Robbin cream/where you been?
    Multitask my *** like computer blue Year 2
    Oh no shoot, Hal's gone crazy, Amazing, Grace
    Like Jones I'm a giant, Body why-2-K compliant
    Please, I'm ready for 3 grand
    Cryogenic freeze, I'm the nations gift for future man
    No frozen skeeze jokes, Ya'all shut up

    I love to be a Player
    I hate to be a Player, worse I hate to relay it

    You better run for cover
    Last tango with the lover, get the butter
    See my vest !see my vest!
    Take it off see my chest (Doh!)
    I confess boy I'll house you
    Break you off a little I'm about to astound you
    Always ill on Principal like Victoria
    got a pimple **** now I'm borin ya
    Braggadacio should just be a font
    Tired of players, playa haters, playa songs
    It's time to innovate, elevate the music
    I can solve a Rubix, bounce my boobies
    Can't stop it, constant I'd better get a grip
    A-4 You sunk my Battleship
    Mackin it but fight back and hit Chaka and the Sleezestacks
    We really need that
    Time to succumb, drop the "succ" time to cum
    Put the suck back in make you cum again
    You'll comprehend
    If you want to be my lover
    Stay the **** away from my friends

    Written by: Concetta Kirschner, Jarrett Mumford
    Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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