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player shit (remix) - philthy rich lyrics

[intro: skeme]
you know ain’t nothin’ but some live sh*t goin’ on when you f*ckin’ with me
you know what i’m sayin’?
real player type n*gga, you hear me?
yeah, real cool way
can’t f*ck with none of that ho sh*t n*ggas do, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
(that be maaly raw)

[chorus: skeme]
gucci all on my kicks, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (that’s player, player)
fendi f’s on my hip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (ooh, ooh)
designer hold that thirty clip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
tryna carbon*copy my drip, that ain’t no player sh*t (that’s not)
i’m gon’ slay that b*tch, not pay that b*tch, that’s player sh*t (man, what?)
i’m gon’ knock a n*gga down if he on hater sh*t (doo*doo)
hundred*fifty on a whip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
sauced up, bossed up, kickin’ nothin’ but that player sh*t (drip)

[verse 1: skeme]
i know what i’m doin’, i know what i’m doin’ (i know what i’m doin’)
you know what we doin’, n*gga, you know what we doin’ (you know)
she give that lil’ p*ssy to me, it gon’ get ruined (it gon’ get what?)
i’ma break the lil’ b*tch bed and tear them walls down (hey)
same n*gga used to hate be tryna call now
i came in this b*tch with nothin’, but i balled out
she blow my bousin ’cause sh*t tall now
you come play about that sh*t, boy, we gon’ draw down (sheesh)
what it do? what it do?
plain jane presi’, n*gga, ooh (ooh)
i ain’t nothin’ like you
what you savin’, i spent on jewels
two*fifty thou’ cash, smashed out on my last play (what?)
money burner, got blue hundreds in my ashtray, yeah
[chorus: skeme]
gucci all on my kicks, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (that’s player, player)
fendi f’s on my hip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (ooh, ooh)
designer hold that thirty clip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
tryna carbon*copy my drip, that ain’t no player sh*t (that’s not)
i’m gon’ slay that b*tch, not pay that b*tch, that’s player sh*t (man, what?)
i’m gon’ knock a n*gga down if he on hater sh*t (doo*doo)
hundred*fifty on a whip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
sauced up, bossed up, kickin’ nothin’ but that player sh*t

[verse 2: t.i.]
huh, yeah
in an aston martin, no aftermarkets
pullin’ up, i can’t hardly park it, i’m watchin’ martin (hah)
high as f*ck, still open doors on dinner dates (i do)
drop rolls*royce, got your hair blowin’ on the interstate (well godd*mn, d*mn)
tryna stay patient, don’t play games, f*ck playstation (well godd*mn, d*mn)
bunch of bad b*tches on a boat what i call a vacation (ah)
came a long way from crackhouse and police car chases (ah)
got her out there, mini cooper and a bentley coupe (okay now)
kickin’ plenty sh*t in new givenchy boots (you see it now)
my sauce runnin’ over, she want me to spill it on her (yeah)
get her high and lay a bunch of women on her (yeah)
run up a bag, bring it back, and spend it on her (yeah, yeah)

[chorus: skeme & philthy rich]
gucci all on my kicks, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (that’s player, player)
fendi f’s on my hip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (ooh, ooh)
designer hold that thirty clip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
tryna carbon*copy my drip, that ain’t no player sh*t (that’s not)
i’m gon’ slay that b*tch, not pay that b*tch, that’s player sh*t (man, what? it’s philthy, n*gga)
i’m gon’ knock a n*gga down if he on hater sh*t (doo*doo, uh*huh)
hundred*fifty on a whip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (ayy, that’s player sh*t)
sauced up, bossed up, kickin’ nothin’ but that player sh*t (look, look)
[verse 3: philthy rich]
hundred pair of red bottoms only wore once, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
hundred*fifty on the i8, only drove it once, that’s player sh*t
my la n*ggas havin’ things, they ballin’ on ’em, no laker, b*tch
put your b*tch in that wraith thing with the stars in it, go’n make a wish
vvs’s in the bustdown, them one*pointers in the bracelet
got blue strips, got blue tips in my f&n, you ain’t takin’ sh*t
got actavis in my faygo, two hundred a line what i spent on it
s 63 amg, two hundred thou’ what i spent on it
got a lean habit i can pay for
rich n*gga at the bank, ho
them bad b*tches i sent, though
i can get it back if i went broke
diamonds on me from if & co.
cartier from tiff & co.
double cup, i’ma kiss it slow
she kiss the d*ck, no mistletoe

[chorus: skeme & philthy rich]
gucci all on my kicks, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (that’s player, player, philthy, n*gga)
fendi f’s on my hip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t (ooh, ooh)
designer hold that thirty clip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
tryna carbon*copy my drip, that ain’t no player sh*t (that’s not)
i’m gon’ slay that b*tch, not pay that b*tch, that’s player sh*t (man, what?)
i’m gon’ knock a n*gga down if he on hater sh*t (doo*doo)
hundred*fifty on a whip, n*gga, that’s player sh*t
sauced up, bossed up, kickin’ nothin’ but that player sh*t
[outro]
(that be maaly raw)

- philthy rich lyrics

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