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Текст (слова) песни: Outkast - Player`s Ball


[Andre]
It`s beginnin to look a lot like what? Follow my every step
Take notes on how I crept, I`s bout ta go in depth
This is the way I creep my season here`s my ghetto rep
I kept, to say the least no no it can`t cease
So I begin to piece my two and two together
Gots no snowy weather, have to find something to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up that, nonsense about some solid solid..
I gots in crunk if it ain`t real ain`t right
I`m like no matter what the season
Forever chill with Smith, I sip my fifth, I chill with Wess`
and got my reasons so tell me what did you expect?
You thought I`d break my neck, to help y`all "Deck, the the.."
Oh naw, I got other means of celebratin
I`m gettin blizzard at HoJo, I got that hoochie waitin
I made it through another year cain`t ask fo` nothin much mo`
It`s OutKast for the boots I thought you knew so now you know
Let`s go

[Chorus]
All the players came.. from far and wide
Wearin afros and braids, kickin them gangsta rides
Now I`m here to tell ya.. there`s a better day
When the player`s ball is happenin, all day ery`day

[Big Boi]
Halle-lu-jah, halle-lu-jah
Y`know I do some things mo` different than I.. used ta
Cause I`m a player, doin what the players do
The package sto` was closed, okay my day is ruined
This is ridiculous, I`m gettin serious, I`m gettin curious
cause the house is smellin stank the chitlins old as bitches
I made no wishes cause I`m mobbin folk niggaz in the back
Gettin tipsy off the nog`gen, high as hell off the contact smoke
They havin a smoke out in my back seat (yeah)
They passin herb rewindin verses cause it`s in the air
I hit the parks, I hit the cuts, I`m hittin switches
Cause I`m switchin from side ta side lookin for ho snitches
I`m wide open on the freeway my pager broke my vibe
cause a junkie is a junkie three-sixty-five
It`s just another day of work to me the spirit just ain`t in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what them junkies gotta give me
cause it`s like that, heh, yeah
Forever pimpin, never slippin, that`s how it is (check it)

[Chorus]

[Big Boi]
Ain`t no chiminies in the ghetto so I won`t be hangin my socks
on no tip, I`m quick as a tick, fix me a plate
I got the remedy, so brings in that ham [not!]
Don`t need no ham [hocks!] don`t play me like I`m smokin rocks
I got the munchies, we got the Mary Jane in the Dungeon
Just to let you niggaz know in ninety-three that`s how we comin
So ho ho hos, check my king-ass `fro
The gin and juice has got me tipsy so umm..

[Andre]
It goes, give me ten, and I`ll serve you then, now we bend
the corner in my Cadillac, my heart does not go pitty-pat for no rat
I`m leaning back my elbows out the window
Coke rhyme and indo fills my body, where`s the party?
We roll deep, we dip to underground, see`s a lot of hoes around
I split my game while waitin countdown
A five fo` a three two here comes the one
A new year has begun, P-Funk spark another one..

[Chorus]

[Peaches]
Here`s a little somethin for the players out there hustlin
Gettin down for theirs
From East Pointe, College Park, Decatur, Devry
You know, niggaz world wide
Down, for theirs..

[Chorus]

 

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