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Original music "Players" by J Dilla for Slum Village's "Fan-Tas-Tic, Vol. 1"
Lyrics by Sparkle Motion
Chorus lyrics by True P
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You see I heard you got it,
and I want it, now I'm on it/
I heard you got it,
and I want it, now I'm on it/
I heard you got it,
and I want it, now I'm on it/
I heard you got it,
and I want it, now I'm on it/
I heard you got it...
____
I had a friend, Beverly
She was a player without exception
Everything that came out of her mouth was a deception/
Lethal injections,
straight to the heart...
Men were paralyzed- she shot 'em tranquilizer darts/
Head to the sky,
she walked around here mighty fly/
The way she got in her jeans,
they said it was divine/
And I
knew there was more into the situation...
Beverly had taken on the oldest occupation/
'Cause she
was addicted to cars and clothes
and needed to pop bottles wherever she'd go/
She classified she herself as a "golddigger"
"because a golddiggers smarter than your average hoe"/
I would tell her
" You really need to get a better plan...
Messing with the wrong n****a
you'll end up in quicksand"/
Bev replied
"Don't worry, babe- I've got the upperhand
and the only thing I'm getting's
every single thing I can"
-It began/
She hooked up with a guy
named Timothy
Body on fire
but sweet like tea/
It was with other men he would often
creep creep
then turn around and tangle with her in the
sheets sheets/
They didn't use protection
-shared all the affection
'Cause in Bev's mind
there was only one direction
-a baby
would surely take her
straight to the bank account
He had fell in love,
so for her there wasn't any doubt/
Then, one fine day,
Beverly,
she got a call
He said
"I got some news that i really can't stall
-and umm
I really hate to tell you that
I think I gave you something
that I can't take back"/
She was shocked, cold-dazed,
in a state of full reflexion
-didn't think her end would ever come from all the sexing/
Stayed up all night,
counting dollar bills
Now she sends all her time
counting all of her pills...
And that's real/
Baby boy,
You should listen to me
You got something in your pockets
and you know I can see now
Don't call me crazy,
it's the way of the world
But I would surely be delight
if you call me your girl/
Baby boy,
You should listen to me
You got something in your pockets
and you know I can see
Don't call me greedy,
it's the way of the world
But I would surely be delight
if you call me your girl/
___
I heard you got/
I heard you got/
And I want it/
Come on
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