Letras
Say she hate the player, but she love the game
Put her with a square, then the feelings all the same
Cause she want designer
Red bottoms, Louboutins
Alex, Perry Ellis, Hermes
It's all the same to her
She peep I went from rugged boots
To Christian Dior B22's
Now for my mentors dropping jewels
Vowed to Fletch I would not lose
Tried to get with a chick named Beau
She said, I'm a skinny dude
Told her it's not the size of the plumber
It's the size of the tool
But she want, aye
New money, suit and ties
Know she, uh
Yeah
Ain't it, what?
Ain't you, what?
Uh huh
Let's see
Damn
It's over
Got a long list of ex lovers
And they'll tell you I'm insane
And you know that I love the players
And you love the game!
Got a long list of ex lovers
And they'll tell you I'm insane
And I've got a blank space baby
And I'll write ya name
Gone write ya, gone write ya name