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Howie Stackz - Still Not a Player Lyrics



Howie Stackz - Still Not a Player Lyrics




I hear you talkin' all that good shit
I hear you talkin' like you've been gettin hoodwinked
I hear you talkin', I ignore that
I hear you talkin' baby

I was never here for the games

First things first girl it should've been one time
Netflix, no chill, no run time
It don't matter what's your sun sign
I'ma eat that pussy up like lunchtime
I was never here for the games
I know it's unusual
I know you ain't used to this
I know you ain't used to this
I know you've heard tales of some ruthless shit

I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot
I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot

Do you wanna ride in my impala
I'm so rude like original dun dada
I'm speaking Spanish to my shorty, I'm like que onda
You wanna sip this rumchata, I know she wanna
Light skinneded dark skinneded I'm not seeing color
When I seen her I want moor, shout to DopeScholars
Can you roll a paper, do you smoke marijuana
I know you used to hella zeros like a couple commas

Trust me girl this ain't no flex
I been eating good, getting more checks
And I don't wanna tell a lie
But I don't want you thinkin I am like all these other guys

I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot
I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot

I know you don't really know me, go 'head and proceed
I ain't tryna make excuses, ain't makin no scene
I'm not ruthless, I thought stupid with both both heads
I thought I told you what the f*ck this is
Don't be askin me questions like how you feel
Like my feelings have changed, I'm consistent, I'm the same
Ain't that what you wanted
Or did I f*ck up
Maybe I f*cked up
I was clear from the start
You know that I'm an artist
I gotta flair for the arts
And that includes my language
It sound good when I'm sayin shit
I tend to make the truth sound painless
Plus I f*ck like a street nigga
I work like I'm bankrupt
(That's just how it be baby)
Yo nigga can't f*ck
(That's just how it be baby)
You think I'm in love wit ya, we was discreet baby
I hate to break it to ya, I'm not gon' cape for ya
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I hear you talkin' all that good shit
I hear you talkin' like you've been gettin hoodwinked
I hear you talkin', I ignore that
I hear you talkin' baby

I was never here for the games

First things first girl it should've been one time
Netflix, no chill, no run time
It don't matter what's your sun sign
I'ma eat that pussy up like lunchtime
I was never here for the games
I know it's unusual
I know you ain't used to this
I know you ain't used to this
I know you've heard tales of some ruthless shit

I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot
I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot

Do you wanna ride in my impala
I'm so rude like original dun dada
I'm speaking Spanish to my shorty, I'm like que onda
You wanna sip this rumchata, I know she wanna
Light skinneded dark skinneded I'm not seeing color
When I seen her I want moor, shout to DopeScholars
Can you roll a paper, do you smoke marijuana
I know you used to hella zeros like a couple commas

Trust me girl this ain't no flex
I been eating good, getting more checks
And I don't wanna tell a lie
But I don't want you thinkin I am like all these other guys

I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot
I ain't a player I just f*ck a lot

I know you don't really know me, go 'head and proceed
I ain't tryna make excuses, ain't makin no scene
I'm not ruthless, I thought stupid with both both heads
I thought I told you what the f*ck this is
Don't be askin me questions like how you feel
Like my feelings have changed, I'm consistent, I'm the same
Ain't that what you wanted
Or did I f*ck up
Maybe I f*cked up
I was clear from the start
You know that I'm an artist
I gotta flair for the arts
And that includes my language
It sound good when I'm sayin shit
I tend to make the truth sound painless
Plus I f*ck like a street nigga
I work like I'm bankrupt
(That's just how it be baby)
Yo nigga can't f*ck
(That's just how it be baby)
You think I'm in love wit ya, we was discreet baby
I hate to break it to ya, I'm not gon' cape for ya
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Writer: Rodney Jerkins, Brenda Gordon Russell, Jolyon Ward Skinner, Japhe Tejeda, Joe Thomas, Michele Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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