Outkast - Player's Ball Lyrics
Here's a little somethin for the players out there hustlinGettin down for theirsFrom east pointe, college park, decatur, devries...My man, the scene was so thickLowriders, seventy-seven sevillesEl do's, nuttin but them 'llacsAll the players (deporte in the house) all the hustlersI'm talkin bout a black man heaven hereYouknowhati'msayin? yeah*singing*Cadillacs are comin, from everywhere (yeahhh)Limbo boppin good cause love is in the airTo all you players and you pimps smoke out and have a ballAnd if your hoe is actin crazy ---- put her on the wallNow now now everybody's dancin and just feelin rightI see all of you players got yourselves laid in on iceI hope when all y'all dance is over, can i get onn, yeahMy kids'll have a story, that still be told, whoooa, aboutAll the players came, from far and wideWearin afros and braids, kickin them gangster ridesNow i'm here to tell ya, there's a better dayWhen the player ball is happenin, all day eryday
