[Hook: Razpy] I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" Don't pretend that you forgot about me Don't pretend that you forgot about us I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" Don't pretend that you forgot about me Don't pretend that you forgot about us
[Verse 1: Sam Lachow] Alright, look I find it kind of hard to remember the best parts I kinda wanna stop time, rewind, and press start Back when both of us were chilling, we knew what we were doing Even when it got confusin', we could sex each other through it Look, I'm sorry about that time last month that I went broke And I'm sorry for the time that I gave you the strep throat I'm sorry for those times that I cheated and never learned But I just-I just wanna end on better terms, uh huh Look, I'll be in Manhattan making videos and rapping You'll be staying in Seattle dancing and looking sexy Success is the best revenge, but I implore you to fuck that, do you, and I'll be rooting for you I hope that you can be all you can be and be the best So I can see you on TV and be like, "Yo! That chick's my ex" Now I got my own 99 problems and shit But see, I always been a mapper, Razpy taught me how to pimp
[Chorus: Razpy & Molly Swenson] But the worst part is, I know you'll be fine without me I know you'll make lots of money And I know you'll never need to see me anymore But the best part is, I know you'll be fine without me I know you'll make lots of money And I know you'll never need to see me anymore, see me anymore But the best part is, I know you'll be fine without me I know you'll make lots of money And I know you'll never need to see me anymore, see me anymore
[Verse 2: Razpy] I knew that if she left me, she had to fuck wit' a square 'Cause she'll never find a nigga boss as me anywhere She tell me that I don't care, but how am I supposed to repair something that is not there? And being the third wheel never makes a pair, ugh That's what you call a spare Something that you keep in the trunk Just in case your other wheel decides to fuck up Haha, and I've never been a spare tire I'm a rare find, an anywhere rider If I'm not shooting a nigga for you, then I'ma have to fight 'em Let's see what he does when a trick tries to knife ya I swear I've done everything I'm supposed to do When you're a crack [?] killa, you're supposed to shoot When you're a model, I suppose you do some poses too When you're a pimp, you're supposed to have some hoes wit' you And your bottom bitch know you're supposed to recruit And we be cool wit' that, no cold soup Big gang tight, right, right Been a deep boy all my life now I'm a [?]
[Bridge: Sam Lachow, Molly Swenson] And we thought That they all wanted what we got It turns out I don't need you I guess I'll see when I see you But that'll be another day And we thought That they all wanted what we got It turns out I don't need you I guess I'll see when I see you But that'll be another day
[Hook: Razpy] I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" Don't pretend that you forgot about me Don't pretend that you forgot about us [Hook: Razpy] I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" I'm a player, and I won't stop until the cop yell "Come out with your hands in the air" Don't pretend that you forgot about me Don't pretend that you forgot about usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
