Don't wanna be, don't wanna be - I don't wanna be a playa no more.

More music MP3 download song lyrics:, Por El Resto Lyrics, Mother Lyrics, Reach Lyrics, Who You Gonna Call Lyrics, Apple Pie a la. But Big Punisher, still got what you're lookin for. Still Not A Player Lyrics: Up in the hot tub, bubbly, spot love, punish me / Dont stop, watch the Pun get wicked / When I stick it, even Luke be like, Dont stop, get it, get it / I dont wanna. Yeah Don't wanna be a player (T.S.) I don't wanna be a player no more I'm not a player I just fuck a lot But Big Punisher, still got what you'r.

WhoahhaoohhH! Yeahheahhaa Don't wanna beeeee a playahh (T.S.) I don't wanna be a playa no more I'm not a playa I just crush a lot But Big Punisher, still got what you're lookin for For my thugs, for my thugs Uptown baby, uptown Don't wanna be, don't wanna be - I don't wanna be a playa no more I'm not a playa I just crush a lot But you know Big Punisher still down by law Who's down to crush a lot Hey yo I'm still not a playa but you still a hater Elevator to the top hah, see you later, I'm gone Penthouse suite, Penthouse freaks In house beach, french countesse, ten thou piece Rent-out lease, with a option to buy Coppin a five-oh Benz for when I'm not, far up in the sky Puffin the lye, from my Twinzito Up in the Benzito with my kiko from Queens, nicknamed Perico We go back like PA's and wearin PJ's Now we reach the peakage, runnin trains for three days Who wanna ride it won't cost you a dollar whether soft or harder of course you still gonna holla My my, I'm big huh, I rip my (prick) through your hooters I'm sick, you couldn't measure my (dick) with six rulers Hold up, chula, I'm all about gettin loot But I knock that boot, if you out to get HOOF I love from butter pecan to blackberry molass' I don't discriminate, I regulate every shade of the (ass) Long as you show class, and pass my test Fat (ass and) breasts, highly intelligent bachlorettes That's the best, I won't settle for less I wanna ghetto brunette, with unforgettable sex I lay your head on my chest, come feel my heartbeat We can park the Jeep, pump Mobb Deep, and just spark the leaf It's hard to creep since I found Joe Every pretty round brown (hoe) wanna go down low But this Boogie Down pro-fessional, I'ma let you know Once I put the blows, get your clothes, cause you got to go I could go downstairs, little brown hairs everywhere 'You nasty Twin!' I don't care Round here they call me Big Pun, if you with the big guns Thick tongue, known to make a chick (come) (In the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly Rubbin your spot love, got you screamin Punish me But it don't stop, watch the Pun get wicked When I (stick it) even Luke be like 'Don't stop, get it get it' Boricua, morena, boricua, morena No more rollin with an entourage Unless it's Pun and the Terror Squad Punisher, Punisher, Big Punisher Punisher. Intro/Chorus: Joe, Big Punisher, I don't wanna be a playa no more.

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