Hey, yo, Dre. Yeah, what's happening? You ever met this female by the name of, uh, Terry B? Yeah, yeah, I met her. Yeah, what's up, bro? Peep this out. I seen her at a club last night, right? What? Smooth approach to a female, right? With a line from the D.O. to the C's, man. Tell her anything that comes from Doc is, like, everlasting. Is that right? But she still flaked on me. Yeah, I approached the same girl, man, and she was like, Big Eagle tripped on herself. You know what I'm saying? Yeah, man, I stepped up to her, man. She act like she didn't even know who I was. Now, ain't that a big deal? Well, here's the lowdown coming at you Comptown style. Ruthless and wild as shows and everywhere I go. So, yo, yo, for those who don't know what I mean when I call him at a playa. That's what we call him out here in L.A. And I'm not the type of girl to play no game. I just call him like I see him by the real name. Who's this? Sucker punks, some male emcees in full effect. I'm pulling all of these. Because when I'm on the mic, you know I do things right. I'm in the house. Homeboy. It's ladies' night. Boys come up to me and always act a fool. Try to play it off and always lose their cool. They drop to their knees, start to skeeve, Saying, please, baby, please, baby, baby, baby, please. Boys, don't beg. I walk away, still they're hanging on to my leg. I tell them, have a little pride. You look in a mask, a spot, or we will get you nothing. Then you get to your last. So, let's do this. You wonder why you weren't kid busted. Homeboy, you a ***, cause you're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. You're a playa. All right boys, you can go. I'll call you when I need you. Word to the brother and the mother, too, Cause when you say you wanna take me out, I'm grinding. I'm no toy. Get your hands off my body, boy. It's not the type of party your place or mine Is a played out line. To quote this rhyme, You ain't that fine. So don't try to make a move When I sit you on the couch. I'll hit you where it hurts So you will say ouch. I'll kick you where it counts If you try to pounce on me. So let me say, As I pronounce the word playa, It means fake Casanova. And I hope you know You ain't never getting over. Take your meek pink catty of pearls What made you think I was one of those girls With a sugar daddy? Honey, I'm Terry B. I make my money on the mic. It's simple to see That all you ever think about Is getting girls in a sack. The only thing you're gonna get from me Is a smack. I said dance today. My beeper keeps buzzin'. Men are callin' every hour On the hour by the clock. So a piece of advice For you if you're strappin'. Don't try to talk to me when I'm rappin'. I'm busy. Can't you see that I'm workin'? Keep it up And I'll send you home jokin'. Cause I take apart men Like I took apart Ken. And Barbie Doll Back when I was ten. Then it was kid stuff. Now I play real rum Like a Tonka toy boy. Yo, I'm built up Like a clock keeps tickin'. To tell you the time. 24-7 I'm kickin'. Don't rhyme. My nails are done. Mascara don't run. I'm a ruthless bitch. But I ain't the one To be played. Just paid. A platinum fade Is my trademark. My body so hot Is what I use To abuse the crew. So tell me who's gonna flex. I'm steppin' And the weapon is sacked. Kill that noise. I'll be next If you're a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. You're a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. Well it's the end of the run. So it's time to go home. Cause I take apart men Like I took apart Ken. And Barbie Doll Back when I was ten. Then it was kid stuff. Now I play real rum Like a Tonka toy boy. Just paid. A platinum fade Is my trademark. My body so hot Is what I use To abuse the crew. So tell me who's gonna flex. I'm stepping And the weapon is sacked. Kill that noise. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. So tell me who's gonna flex. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. It's the end of the run. So it's time I remind All the men Man Whether lover or friend Of a dominant force A prominent source And as such We're the feminine type. Too much I'm a real tip I come fully equipped To take out Men who trip Cause it ain't about Amount of earn Can count on a car If your live Ain't glossy You see I came Not to juice my name To step to all your suckers Cause you act the same I see you look my way Say you got play When you never got a date Not to mention a leg I've been stone cold swinging Bringing the verse And when the rhyme is done It just gets better So if I don't look like a rapper to you I'll use slang Step to this Cause not a water you can hang I'm Terry P Here's the subject at hand I ain't a rapper Then you ain't a man No you're a player I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. I'm a player. Hey yo man can you believe that What she just said You know what I'm saying Kinda talking all that nonsense But hands down I'm eensy She caught a deal To see a player man I look like a player to you Hell nah you know what nothing got When I suppose You're the one to talk Yo I'm coming out of comptown And I don't play that *** Straight up Yeah