[Intro - Missy Elliott - Oh (what you got player) Oh (ah, uh) Oh (ah, uh huh) Hey yo Yo, when these chicks see a with some hot shit I'ma help yo ass out on what a bitch when a got some cheddar Girls be (A LOON)! that, get money, cars, player That's that act innocent get his credit card for his (ah) For her and friends You need to be playboy You as shit, but um These chicks got like Michael Jordon, okay Pump the cheap talk, I'ma just let the knock you got
[Verse 1 - Yeah I see you girl, why you at me And why your man in the lookin trigger happy It's a shame you don't hear me And I'm far a lame, I'ma gigolo I get paid just to spit the And I can't explain when I get at yo You know how long been gettin dough? Used to rock full length mink with the low (okay) Yep that's my forte, and know Loon best at foreplay I get hugs and kisses all day, to Norway, sip Crisses all day (woo) Plus be all gray, plus five speed shiftin all day And my mind is right, if you ain't about no money, better a life, aight
[Chorus - Missy - w/ ad libs] (Hey Woo) Boy that's them hoes say When they tell that in your pocket, okay (Hey Woo) be like (woo) Credit cards and they go (Hey Loon)
(Woo) Baby that's what chicks say When they see a superstar ridin in the fast (Woo) They be (woo) Now who there? ([Female voice:] Oh girl, Loon)
[Verse 2 - Uh, check it out yo, it out now Why's you all on me, is all on me Pissy drunks spillin on me Tried to split but the keep callin me Cause I be a baller be Please believe me, my team is be easy, me and Pee Wee easily Like 'em red bone, and sleezy Get my second cup, talkin greezy We consistent, young, relentless No resistance, girls run distance When we come through, pimp like Michigan And sip Dom, armed, we glistenin chick on, this Dom, got Mrs. and They silk on, non new trenches and High stilettos, I feel so ghetto But to soft, couldn't get them off me
[Chorus - w/ ad
[Verse 3 - P. Hey yo, can I get some of playboy call me Diddy Yo when I come in the club I go All black shapar, girls all on me like shapar Latest fashion from and tar When the hell you gon' learn I'ma P.D. up for par Dolce jar Girls and Bob dog, what's up the bar Midori forty-five degrees with (uh huh) V.I.P., B.I.G. we are (that's right) Bad Boy maxim with all of our Got some real shit for all y'all Harlem heartthrob that's shock when it's Flow like August, arms like December Twelve years playboy got to remember Been bounce back since that fall on a Ladies see me fall and just timber Bad Boy go home, what y'all remember
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[Outro - Missy - talking] Okay, you found me You know I'm comin from (Hey Woo) Haha, you got paper nigga