I'll Be Your Player (Remix)

[Intro] Yeah, Committee remix, you can't beat us (Who you is fool?) They call me Trick Daddy Dollars (Like that) Being that I'm... Being that I'm.. Being that I'm.. Being that I'm.. [Verse 1] Real, I feel you need a man in your life child Somebody black, baldheaded plus buckwild They call me Trick Daddy Dollars, a real woman scholar If a players what you want lil' momma holla Yeah, I'ma holla through, you looking good So Trick what you wanna do I asked my girls if all the player talk was true They told me yeah, girl, hurry up and make your move Now can I be your lover Don't bother asking your friends about my Benz and ends Unless you planning on me staying, yeah I get my freak on, plus my back strong No more sad songs for long girl your daddy's home I'll be your player [Chorus] I need a player, someone who's gonna treat me right (If a player's what you want lil' momma holla) [Verse 2] So Trick you a player Boo, I like your game if you want I'm available I'll get you sprung off the way I use my tongue, oh I'll get you hot when my lips touch your spot I'll lick you like a lollipop, damn I can hardly stop You make me scream, yell, holla (Who you with?) Trick Daddy Dollars I turn you on when I touch your chest And you turn me on when you kiss my neck Nothing less than deep penetration Anticipation, let's make it happen, I'm sick of waitin' Daddy, you know you possess the key So where you want it, right here on the side of me I'll be your player [Chorus] I need a player, someone who's gonna treat me right (They call me Trick Daddy Dollars) I need a player to hold me tight all through the night (If a player's what you want lil' momma holla) [Verse 3] See I seduce you with your legs up First we bone and get it on, all night long, on and on Then I continue when you draw straw Make your heart be stoning 'til you climb the wall You taste so sweet, from your head to your feet It's my treat, so, baby girl, just let me eat Call me Freaky Deaky 'cause I want to be your servant And while I'm serving, I'll slap you up a serving Half the thugs wouldn't do the things I do I'm on my knees so please just let me taste you Hell, my minds in the gutter, I mean your butter Pink eggs and ham, and you taste just like spam I'll be your player [Chorus] I need a player, someone who's gonna treat me right (They call me Trick Daddy Dollars) I need a player to hold me tight all through the night (If a player's what you want lil' momma holla)