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Verse 1: yrn lingo
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her pull up in a Bentley truck she gone be there when it's time to suck do anything for a quick buck Gettn money ain't got time for it switch a roo them cause I don't adore them pass them to my dawg I buss then down they see how I'm living they come around all this money never bring me down f*ck her one time and run into the next I don't want ya love just give me yo neck I'm so numb to these b*tches don't have affections always lookin one direction they always want me to fetch them n*gga u must got me bent oh naw that's a b*tch


Hook: oh yeah you know I'm player 8x
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her cause my n*ggas we some mobsters we pulling up with them choppers you kno we carry them whoopas eat her up just like a dinosaur (skrt , skrt) into up the door come on baby you should know Ima player gotta 5 star u can call me ric flair oh yeah you ima player 8x

Verse 2 yrn lingo
These b*tches kno Ima player ain't got no time for no feelings ain't got no time for no lovey dovey money bussin out the cellins a lot of time that's wat it took Ima player n*gga by the book u cannot stay here u gotta go I don't care if it's rain or snow most of these b*tches call me cold hearted benjiman franklin that's the one who started I don't wanna lay up with u tonight I just wanna get my paper stack right packing my bags I'm taking me a flight lookin at yo girl I kno that she bussing kissin on that hoe n*gga u disgusting gotta custom made choppa its from Russian

Hook:
Hook: oh yeah you know I'm player 8x
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her cause my n*ggas we some mobsters we pulling up with them choppers you kno we carry them whoopas eat her up just like a dinosaur (skrt , skrt) into up the door come on baby you should know Ima player gotta 5 star u can call me ric flair oh yeah you ima player 8x

Verse 3: mango foo
Oh yeah u kno Ima player I got them cookies for sales I was locked up with no bail then I got out by the sale lil mama gone write nun but tales in the bando wrapping up them bales i f*cked her when the n*gga left left her a couple thousand on the shelf she claim that she a real trap queen I just think she tryna trap me she be chasing me like she the police I be running to the money like athletic f*ck he once and act like ion kno sh*t Double cup n*gga Rest In Peace to pimp c I got b*tches from cali to Tennessee they pull up to the trap like its busy b one thang u don't is don't trust her one thang fasho is that she f*cking I hit her on the side and u cuffing These b*tches they dirty like rugby working that b*tch like a 9 to 5 I remember when I got denied I slaughter that b*tch hit her friend on the side I apologize lil mama I cannot lie ayyyy

Hook:
Hook: oh yeah you know I'm player 8x
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her cause my n*ggas we some mobsters we pulling up with them choppers you kno we carry them whoopas eat her up just like a dinosaur (skrt , skrt) into up the door come on baby you should know Ima player gotta 5 star u can call me ric flair oh yeah you ima player 8x