Playa Boi
No player boy can win my loveIt's sweetness that I'm thinking of
Them boys always acting so meanHands down in the dirt, don't come cleanLike a hole and a three letter donkey
Ring the bell, let me teach you somethingCause your mama never taught you nothingCall pharrel cause you frontin'
Listen up, turn it upListen up, turn it up
No player boy can win my loveIt's sweetness that I'm thinking ofHe gotta lean in a gangster stanceHe need to rock all the sickest brandsAnd give me love not a bad romanceI'll make a move nothing left to chanceSo don't you mess with me
Can't touch me liarI'm fire, you and your tricks expiredYour ride really needs new tiresVroom tire!
you like my kicks? Lemme kick yaLike a Twilight fan Imma bite yaTurn around lemme cee-lo forget ya
Listen up, turn it upListen up, turn it up
No player boy can win my loveIt's sweetness that I'm thinking ofHe gotta lean in a gangster stanceHe need to rock all the sickest brandsAnd give me love not a bad romanceI'll make a move nothing left to chanceSo don't you mess with me
(If you want me looking your way)Baby gotta gets real(If you want me ready to play)Imma have to feel(If you want me looking your way)Baby gotta gets realYeah go and get real
No player boy can win my loveIt's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He gotta lean in a gangster stanceHe need to rock all the sickest brandsAnd give me love not a bad romanceI'll make a move nothing left to chance
No player boy can win my loveIt's sweetness that I'm thinking ofHe gotta lean in a gangster stanceHe need to rock all the sickest brandsAnd give me love not a bad romanceI'll make a move nothing left to chanceSo don't you mess with me