PLAYERS
Don’t let your father know
Don’t let your mother know
Don’t let your brothers know
Only let your friends not your sisters know
For this now love,
Our love is going to last but for a while,
This night.
So when tomorrow comes is going to end,
While the sun shines.
Please baby don’t cry.
And stop begging,
For we cannot unite.
You are not my type,
Cause prefer I to smoke pipe,
Than to be right in the arms of an uptight pet.
Pet!
Please stop begging.
You are hurting and vexing,
Hence cursing.
Listen, I’m not bragging nor fronting,
Cause you’ll think I’m forming,
But get it,
I am not the only tall black sharp guy,
That is so fly.
And can put on a white sharp style.
Getting you tripping and wishing
Hey!
No need
For I’m always a free breed
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