[Hook: x2] And we sure do like to play I'm a player, and I'm playing just to play [Verse 1:] You see I made up my mind when I was 17 I ain't with no marriage and a wedding ring I'll be a player for life, so where's my wife? Probably at the rehab stuck on the pipe 'Cause she must be smoking and I'm not joking Too Short baby comin' straight from Oakland Got way mo' b**hes than I ever need I put that on a big fat bag of weed 'Cause I can give you a b**h and wouldn't give you joint b**hes ain't sh** and now I made my point So you can light that weed while I spit this rap And tell you 'bout a player from way back I was only fourteen when I first got my dick s**ed Now I'm grown up and I really like to bust nuts Gettin' freaky in the right situations You wanna rap, well that's a nice occupation To get p**y when you want and how you want it, fool 'Cause I was f**ing ugly hoes back in high school I used to f** young-a** hoes Used to be broke and didn't have no clothes Now I f** top notch b**hes Tell a story 'bout rags to riches 'Bout a pimp named Shorty from the Oakland set Been mackin' for years and ain't fell off yet So if you ever see me rollin' in my drop top Caddy Throw a peace sign and say 'Hey, pimp daddy!' 'Cause I never would front on my folks I slow down and let the gold diggers count my spokes b**hes come a dime a dozen So don't get mad when I f** your cousin Your two sisters, I even f** your ex-b**h Short Dog in the house with some player sh**... [Hook: x4] [Verse 2:] All the fake players peep game from the real Player hatin' lover tell me how do ya feel When you front to the homies how you grind 'em Look fo' a tramp, but you can't find 'em You got one girlfriend and see her every night Come around her partners, lyin' about your life Looked at your watch it said 6:22 Cut to the house and said 'Baby, I love you' Can't act like a mack like playboy Sho' And the rest of the macks in the streets of the O, b**h! Comin' up we learned how to break these hoes And when you're through gettin' yours then you shake these hoes And when you're older, it's nothin' but a routine Makin' G's every day, workin' blue jeans I know I seen it before, I see it again Young tender saying 'Short, would you be my man' [Hook: x4] [Interlude/Bridge: Ant Banks] Yeeeah, there's a lot of fake players out there Talkin' bad about Ant Banks, you know what I'm sayin' But I ain't trippin tho Short Dog, what you do about them player haters? [Verse 3:] Tryna stay away from Kris Kross imitators Put ya in a cross 'cause they're really just haters I thought you knew, Short Dog is a player Born to mack, and got b**hes everywhere I ride around town in my clean-a** cars Screenin' these hoes like movie stars Checkin' my traps like a dirty rat I was born to mack, I'm hookin' hoes like crack I be a monkey on your back, b**h Until you kick that Short Dog habit got you all on my dick And even though I can't f** you every day That's cause I got another b**h around the way We can all get together on a late night Cut to the house hook somethin' up real tight I really don't care 'Cause I'm a player... [Hook: x4]