Player 101 Lyrics

Welcome to the school

Of how to never get dogged out

And how to stay clear

When them hoes and them thots out

Now listen real close

Go ahead even jot down

This game don't come easy

Yeah this shit can't be bought now

Rule Number one

Never ever trust a bitch

See me, I put myself above a bitch

And never ever ask to hug a bitch

Matter fact, I won't even touch a bitch

Rule Number two

Keep a bitch out your business

'Cause she gone fuck it up with the quickness

The tables can turn in an instant

And you gone risk it all just to hit it

Yeah that couldn't be me

Rule Number three

I got to keep it a g

Keep your hoe tame

Or she gone be coming with me

I'm a dog ass dude

And I ain't got no leash

Aye rule Number Four though

It's the bro code

Bros before hoes

If you don't, that's a no no

Rule Number five

As a player this should hit you

If she blowing all your money

That your making that's an issue

Rule Number six

Let me keep it real

Woman playing games

To level out the playing field

Nice guys, they always gone be fish bait

Woman like to play all the dudes

Who're bitch made, better get straight

Got to see through, ladies out here

Play the game better than we do

Rule Number seven

Don't let it deceive you

No matter what you getting

You can bet that she gone leave you

Don't hate me though

I'm just a messenger

This is free game

Take it from the register

If you feeling hot

Better lower down your temperature

I had to cool down cause I use to be a regular

Let me get back

What is it Rule eight

How you up as a player

But your crew ain't, y'all be too fake

Hella fruit cake, all that sweet talking

You gone get a toothache

Rule Number nine, this one's important

No means no, if they don't then report it

Hella weirdos, got to watch out

Players University they thought I was a drop out

Hell nah

Graduate with honors

I'm a full time scholar

Dedicated to them dollars

Get it how you can

With them blue and white collars

Aye, let me wrap it up

Rule Number ten

Better wrap it up

Focus on the paper

Got to stack it up

'Cause someone else will

If that ass ain't fast enough

(Aye did you get all that)