The Player's Club Lyrics

I'm riding, sliding

You already know I got it

Why you wilding little hoe

You out of pocket

Now you got to go

You know I'm rocking

Like a rolling stone

I'm riding, sliding

You already know I got it

Why you wilding little hoe

You out of pocket

Now you got to go

You know I'm rocking

Like a rolling stone

I tell a bitch I really live that life

You want to see it grab yo friend When I back out the Beemer

Y'all a be in it

Got them double teaming it

Nasty than a bitch like we finna hit the screen with it

We fucking like a flick

I got them screaming and

I'm throwing it deep

I'm Willie Beamen it

She creaming and I'm loving the sounds

Like mac & cheese and shit

Whoa

Hold up, let me breathe a bit

She squeezing trying to get me to nut

I can't believe the shit

Aye bitch slow down

Finna hit the road, roll out

But first I got to roll up

Come show me what that throat bout

You so loud

Just might double back for some more now

Cuz I love the way you arch the shit

Pull up to the spot

Got her wet before I parked the whip

I ain't got to ask

She giving brain like a Harvard kid

Stingy with the cash

She done earned herself a scholarship

Matter fact baby, swallow this

Yeah

I'm riding, sliding

You already know I got it

Why you wilding little hoe

You out of pocket

Now you got to go

You know I'm rocking

Like a rolling stone

I'm riding, sliding

You already know I got it

Why you wilding little hoe

You out of pocket

Now you got to go

You know I'm rocking

Like a rolling stone

Tell me baby would you sin for me

Bring a friend for me

If you like it we could bend shorty

Bring it in for me

A-All I do is win

Big shot Robert Horry

How I'm shooting for the chip

Shorty saw my ring

Got to askin where I live

And I don't know her name

But she all up on my dick

Told her back up little bitch

Don't move til I say so

If you act right

I might give you what you came for

Maybe more

And way she throw it far from average

And in that Fenty she a Savage

And she make a bag flip

And she make a hoe cum

And she feed her x pills

Bring her back to X crib

She look like my ex bitch

Had to call the Uber dawg

Sent her on a set trip

I aint never need a hoe

She know I'm a blessing

Friday at the Westin

Next we do the Waldorf

Welcome to the Players Club

Baby take it all off

I'm riding, sliding

You already know I got it

Why you wilding little hoe

You out of pocket

Now you got to go

You know I'm rocking

Like a rolling stone

I'm riding, sliding

You already know I got it

Why you wilding little hoe

You out of pocket

Now you got to go

You know I'm rocking

Like a rolling stone