No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
Them boys always actin' so mean
Hands down in the dirt, don't come clean
Like a hole and a three letter donkey, donkey
Ring the bell, let me teach you somethin'
'Cause your mama never taught you nothing
Cover out 'cause you keep on frontin', frontin'
Listen up, turn it up
Listen up, turn it up
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
Come touch me, liar, I'm fire, even though your tricks expired
Your ride really needs new tires, vroom va vroom va vroom, tires
You like my kicks, let me kick ya, like a twilight band, I might ya
Turn around, let me see love or forget ya, forget ya
Listen up, turn it up
Listen up, turn it up
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
If you want me lookin' your way, baby, gotta get real
If you want me ready to play, Imma have to feel
If you wanna look in your way
Baby, gotta get real, yeah, go and get real
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
Playa Boi Video (MV)
Performed By: Cher Lloyd
Written by: NADIR KHAYAT, BILAL HAJJI, ACHRAF JANNUSI, CAMERON MCVEY, JAMES MORGAN, JOHNNY POWERS SEVERIN, NENEH MARIANNE CHERRY KARLSSON, PHIL RAMOCON
Cher Lloyd - Playa Boi Lyrics
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No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
Them boys always actin' so mean
Hands down in the dirt, don't come clean
Like a hole and a three letter donkey, donkey
Ring the bell, let me teach you somethin'
'Cause your mama never taught you nothing
Cover out 'cause you keep on frontin', frontin'
Listen up, turn it up
Listen up, turn it up
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
Come touch me, liar, I'm fire, even though your tricks expired
Your ride really needs new tires, vroom va vroom va vroom, tires
You like my kicks, let me kick ya, like a twilight band, I might ya
Turn around, let me see love or forget ya, forget ya
Listen up, turn it up
Listen up, turn it up
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
If you want me lookin' your way, baby, gotta get real
If you want me ready to play, Imma have to feel
If you wanna look in your way
Baby, gotta get real, yeah, go and get real
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
Them boys always actin' so mean
Hands down in the dirt, don't come clean
Like a hole and a three letter donkey, donkey
Ring the bell, let me teach you somethin'
'Cause your mama never taught you nothing
Cover out 'cause you keep on frontin', frontin'
Listen up, turn it up
Listen up, turn it up
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
Come touch me, liar, I'm fire, even though your tricks expired
Your ride really needs new tires, vroom va vroom va vroom, tires
You like my kicks, let me kick ya, like a twilight band, I might ya
Turn around, let me see love or forget ya, forget ya
Listen up, turn it up
Listen up, turn it up
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
If you want me lookin' your way, baby, gotta get real
If you want me ready to play, Imma have to feel
If you wanna look in your way
Baby, gotta get real, yeah, go and get real
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance
No playa boy can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
He got a lean and a gangster stance
He need to rock all the sickest brands
And gimme love, not a bad romance
I make a move, nothing left to chance, so don't you mess with me
Writer: NADIR KHAYAT, BILAL HAJJI, ACHRAF JANNUSI, CAMERON MCVEY, JAMES MORGAN, JOHNNY POWERS SEVERIN, NENEH MARIANNE CHERRY KARLSSON, PHIL RAMOCON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP