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Ma$e - Player way
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[MJG]
No one expected the unexpected (uh uh)
Nawumsaying?
Something real, something you could feel (that´s right)
Straight from the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt)
Put a little soul in here
And we don´t stop

[Eightball]
No one has to ask who be actin´ bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin´ G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappin´ weak MC´s go home practicing
I flip a Benz, will Lorenzo play and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I need to chief
Smoke up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out dope
Not like that crack, I being lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin´ I won´t pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screamin´ Hallelujeh
Lay it down playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And her friends the Rat-A-Tat boy
Matter of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the player makin´ stacks boy

[MJG]
[1] - Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin´ up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin´ blowed on the droll, takin´ smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don´t love hoes
I´m a player, baby and don´t you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub, everyday
The player way, the player way

[Mase]
Now on, on, break o´ dawn, can´t stop, I´m too hot
Look shit, my niggas rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no care if the B´s be tinted, you won´t see me in it
´Less there´s TV´s in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles you wouldn´t get back
You thinkin´ you invincible, you ain´t hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you live at
I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain´t gon´ be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedin´ all crazy and don´t know where you hit at
I´m dead up, niggas doin´ drama better shut up, I´m fed up
Know for my Roley I was set up
I can´t let up, you in some shit that don´t concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you know crazy

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[Eightball]
I´ve been waiting 20 minutes baby
Now drop yo drawers
And do something outstandin´ with yo jaws
After all this waitin´ I can see clean through yo forehead
You mo´ said than done, give mo´ head than some
Throw my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don´t know a pimp, somebody besta tell y´all
Yeah the women say it´s good to have a confidant
But yet and still they give it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these pimp lovers, they took they K-man
Front like they real and hold a fake in
You wastin´ the time
Serious ballas and ready hoes, got da women walkin´
Dibs on da strip with steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is thinking the bigger fat, natural expertise
Plenty money workin´ for G and whoever next to me
And I ain´t gonna rest till we made a statement
I´m straight up you want it down? It´s time for a replacement

[Repeat 1]