Players Ball [original]

Verse One: <br /> it`s beginnin to look a lot like what? <br /> follow my every step take notes <br /> on how i creep I`s bout ta go in deep <br /> this is the way i creep my season <br /> here`s my ghetto rep i kept to say <br /> the least no no it can`t cease so i <br /> begin to piece my two and two together <br /> gots no snowy weather have to <br /> find something to do better bet! <br /> i said subtract so shut up that <br /> nonsense about some solid nine i got say <br /> crock if it ain`t real it <br /> ain`t right i`m like no matter what the season <br /> forever chill with spin i get my fin i chill with less <br /> and got my reasons so tell me what did you expect? <br /> you thought i`d break my neck to help y`all deck the halls oh <br /> now i got nuther means of celebratin i`m gettin biz to that ho-jo i <br /> gots the hoochie waitin i made it through <br /> to another year cain`t ask fo much mo it`s Outkast <br /> for the boots i thought you knew so now you know <br /> let`s go <br /> <br /> Chorus <br /> <br /> all the players came from far and wide <br /> wearing afros and braids in every gangstar ride <br /> now i`m here to tell yah there`s a better day <br /> when the player ball is happenin on christmas day <br /> <br /> Verse Two <br /> <br /> hallelujah hallelujah yah know i do some things more different than i <br /> used ta coz i`m a player doing what the players do the package store is <br /> closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus i`m gettin serious i`m <br /> gettin curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this <br /> vicious i make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin tipsy <br /> off the nog-en and i`s in a hellova contact smoke they havin a smoke out <br /> in my back seat they passing herb reminding verses coz it`s in the air i <br /> hit the parks hit the cuts i`m makin switches clicking the switches side <br /> ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches i`m wide open on the <br /> freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty <br /> five it`s just another day of work to me the spirit just ain`t in me <br /> grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz <br /> it`s like that, yeah <br /> <br /> clever pimpin, never slipin, that`s how it is [check it!] <br /> <br /> Verse Three <br /> <br /> ain`t no chimminies in the ghetto so i won`t be hangin my socks on no <br /> tip how far does it tick fix me a drink i got the remedy so bring in <br /> that ham [not!] don`t need no ham [hocks!] don`t play me like i`m smokin <br /> rocks i got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you <br /> know coz in ninety three that`s how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my <br /> king ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on <br /> <br /> it goes hit me ten and i`ll serve you then now we in the corner in my <br /> cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat i`m leaning back my <br /> elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body where`s the party <br /> we rode deep we dip to underground see`s a lot of hoes around i split my <br /> game while waiting count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a <br /> do yah have me copy folks spark another one <br /> <br /> here`s a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin <br /> down for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you <br /> know world wide, down for theirs<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />