Trick Daddy

Trick Daddy - I'll Be Your Player lyrics

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Somebody black  baldheaded  plus buckwild
 They call me Trick Daddy dollars
 A real woman scholar
 If a player's what you want  lil mama holla
 Don't bother asking your friends about my benz or ends
 Unless you plan on me staying in
 I get my freak on  plus my back's strong
 No more sad songs for long  girl you daddy's home
 I'll be your player

 I need a player in my life tonight
 somebody that'll treat me right
 and just, hold me tight all through the night
 I want a player in my life

 Yeah, you can play your sex games,
 kinky things but still maintain
 I'm running game while you giggle off my ghetto slang
 I want the best for you
 First, nobody stressing you
 A good girl, therefore God's been blessing you
 So go with your first mind
 Get it right the first time
 Hang tight, 'cause early on be your worst time
 You got me wanting you bad so I been watching you
 And while they calling me dad, I'm simply jocking you
 clocking you
 Watching the threads in your dazzy dukes
 Hawking you
 Watching you move in your ?baka? suit
 Your body too
 You'll go get it, therefore you bout it boo
 5'3", and I can see what you got for me
 Show me some love
 Kisses and hugs
 Bubble baths in hottubs
 Plus baby oil back rubs
 You got me heated up
 Slow it down, then we can speed it up
 Plus, you bringing out the freakinus
 Free your mind
 Let me and you spend some time
 I'm on that sixty and I'm headed for that nasty nine
 Come take a ride with me
 If I slip, baby slide with me
 And you can shift into the ride with me
 And glide with me
 High to the sky with me
 Right here on the side of me


 I'll be your player

 Chorus
 *call me X-rated*

 I'll eat your coochie with your legs up
 Down your back, up your crack, then I'll blow all in your butt
 I'll suck your ass where your drawers crawl
 Suck them titties and all
 and make you climb the wall
 You taste so sweet (ahh)
 From your head to your feet
 It's my treat
 So baby girl just let me eat
 and call me freaky deaky 'cause I want to be your servant
 And while I'm servin
 I'll slap you up with syrup and butter
 Average niggaz wouldn't do the things I do
 I'm on my knees so please just let me taste you
 Shit, my mind's in the gutter,
 I'm eatin your butter
 Pink eggs and ham,
 Girl you taste just like spam
 I'll be your player
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Slip-N-Slide Records

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

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