I'm Not a Player

Yo, I ain't a player, I just **** a lot

Jump on top of my d**k and work them hips

Until I bust a shot

It doesn't stop, I'm only beginning

I'm boning your women, while you home all alone

I'm going up in 'em

Sending them back to you, mad at you

Don't catch a motha' ****in' attitude, I'm just showing you

How this rapper do

Capital Punishment, when I'm up in there

Suckin' it, bustin' it out, nice blouse

Let me unbutton it

You ****in' wit King Papi Chulo

And knockin' culo, poppin' mooners out the socket

Tryin' to ride wit the sumo

You know my rhymes is high

Big Pun - I'm Not a Player - Capital Punishment (Explicit Version) - Word I be thrillin' 'em niggas be tryin' to ride

But the curb be killin' 'em

Fillin' 'em with the gas

My G's premium unleaded, come get it, first work the tongue

Then let the Pun hit it

Split it in half

Watch the gatt, baby take a bath, be good, I might put away the wood

And give you the mustache

1 - I ain't a player, I just **** a lot

I'm not a player, I just **** a lot

I ain't a player, I just **** a lot

I'm not a player, I just **** a lot

I bang a stranger

In my torture chamber, feed the loca chocha pinga

While I force my finga whre my bolas lingah

I bring the pain like Method

When I flex I flip the coochie, Puerto Rican to the core

And no Boricuas eat the p***y

Excuse me for being blunt

But I been eating niggas, since pimps is pushin

Pink Caddies with the fish tank pumps

Bumpin' and grindin'

Simultaneously want it, climbing up the walls

With my d**k bangin' off your hymen

I'm a diamond in the rough

Bustin' in your face, taste the sweetness of my semen

Rip your fetus out of place, yo

B*****s already know the repertoire

Step in my car, lets start the menage-a-trois

Like Escobar

By far,I'm the best at all sex positions

Forget the kissin', I'm skippin' the tongue twistin'

See, that's tradition

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Some chick in back of me

Bought me a daiquiri, told me meet her in back of Zachary's

Cuz she heard I was packin' meat

I bagged the freak

And hit the tele, got the phillies, lifted the belly

And put it in her mouth like Akinyele

Far from ugly

But they used to say I'm too chubby, but since the money

The honies got nuthin' but love for me

So rub my tummy and make a wish

I'll make you rich, take your kids to the flicks

Come back and fix your favorite dish

Crazy b*****s

I ain't with that, I'mma hit that, split back to the shack

Where my other chick's at

Now can you dig that

I'm the Mack doin' my thing, pulling your strings

Making you feel like you in a dream

It's the king of the hip-hop quotables

Giving you multiples, just by the tone

Of my voice and the vocables

I notice you doin' your thing

With your crew, is it aight if I come down there

And sing to you

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