Song lyrics Player way by Ma$e

[MJG]
No one expected the unexpected (uh uh)
Nawumsaying?
Something real, something you could feel (thatīs right)
Straight from the Suave House (Bad Boy)
Representing (no doubt)
Put a little soul in here
And we donīt stop

[Eightball]
No one has to ask who be actinī bad
Eightball and MJ pimpinī G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the world and than back again
Make non-rappinī weak MCīs 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 sayinī I wonīt pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screaminī 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 makinī stacks boy

[MJG]
[1] - Everything that I do be all about the loot
I been kickinī up dust in my Polo boots
Gettinī blowed on the droll, takinī smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I donīt love hoes
Iīm a player, baby and donīt 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 oī dawn, canīt stop, Iīm too hot
Look shit, my niggas rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no care if the Bīs be tinted, you wonīt see me in it
īLess thereīs TVīs in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles you wouldnīt get back
You thinkinī you invincible, you ainīt 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 ainīt gonī be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedinī all crazy and donīt know where you hit at
Iīm dead up, niggas doinī drama better shut up, Iīm fed up
Know for my Roley I was set up
I canīt let up, you in some shit that donīt concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you know crazy

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[Eightball]
Iīve been waiting 20 minutes baby
Now drop yo drawers
And do something outstandinī with yo jaws
After all this waitinī I can see clean through yo forehead
You moī said than done, give moī head than some
Throw my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you donīt know a pimp, somebody besta tell yīall
Yeah the women say itīs 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 wastinī the time
Serious ballas and ready hoes, got da women walkinī
Dibs on da strip with steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is thinking the bigger fat, natural expertise
Plenty money workinī for G and whoever next to me
And I ainīt gonna rest till we made a statement
Iīm straight up you want it down? Itīs time for a replacement

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