Wanna Be A Player

Heavy D

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    I drink Gatorade man
    Uhh, what, Heav' Diggy y'all
    Gruff whattup Gruff? (whattup)
    Quite, huh, say what?
    Uptiggy y'all, they ain't ready, uhh

    [Heavy D]
    Yeah Heavy not a think about romancin you
    But my mans tell me I ain't got a chance wit'chu
    What a nigga gotta do to get a dance wit'chu
    Get dipped, take trips, fly to France wit'chu?
    Now I'll be there to keep you warm when nights is cold
    Word to God, I swear I'll give you somethin to hold
    See you be on my mind cause you shine like gold
    To think that I've been knowin you since we was young years old

    [Herb McGruff]
    Whattup miss? C'mere, give Gruff kiss
    Drive a nigga crazy wearin stuff like this
    Boo you hot, like the Campbell buddah spot
    I'm the man, to hell with that damn dude you got
    Used to see you summertime, Grant's Tomb a lot
    Me and all my mens smoke boom a lot
    (Aiyyo Gruff I got the 6) Well circle zoom the block
    And y'all listen up, cause Gruff show you a drop

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    [Chorus: Heavy, then McGruff]
    So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid of?
    Trickin cash and you still gets no love
    Cause Heav' is all she thinks of
    So you wanna be a fly guy? Runnin 'round here actin all rah-rah?
    I'll be chillin and smokin on my lye
    Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly

    [Heavy D]
    Ma-ma, I swear, you be lookin fancy
    Won't you take time, see if you chance me
    You be like dough slow but Heavy gettin Nancy
    Some don't really like me, they don't understand me
    Dig your style plenty, remedy Remy
    Now who can hang with Heavy, not many, if any
    You runnin 'round here chillin wit'cha girls and stuff
    Creepin while you peepin out my jewels and stuff

    [Herb McGruff]
    Yeahhh, this yo' world, no doubt you go girl
    Gruff specialize in makin ya toes twirl
    At Uptown, we be shakin the whole world
    Platinum, any broad I want I can have 'em
    Anybody floss we gon' bag 'em (yeah)
    Cats be gettin tossed when we catch 'em (yeah)
    My lifestyle, off in Manhattan (no diggy)
    Stay jiggy, caught up in the fashion

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    Composición: Heavy D, Tony Dofat, Tony Romeo, Herbert Brown y Dwight Myers

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