K-Rino, Point Blank - Don't Front A Playa lyrics

[K-Rino, Point Blank - Don't Front A Playa lyrics]

Let me drop the game if
You find your ass frozen
Don't front the player if
Your girlfriend chose him
I don’t give a damn if they in the bed posing
Don't front the player
Don't front the player

Rule number one, don’t ever pay a crook
That’s page seventeen
Paragraph eleven in the player book
It ain’t my fault that you’s a
Fool from the neck up
Fell in love, went to work
Then gave your ho damn check up
Then came home
Somebody needs to slap him in the dome
He’s a trick, called her twenty minutes late
She was gone straight game with her
Found somebody new running that thing in her
Fool, you think she love you ‘cause she
Bought your ass a wing dinner
Beat down the pimp, check your dirt
Initiated tried to run up on that
Brother when your woman violated
Thought you was the man but you
A fool when you assumed
She left the club with a player
Spent your money on the room

So I’ma drop the game if
You find your ass frozen
Don't front the player if
Your girlfriend chose him
I don’t give a damn if they in the bed posing
Don't front the player
Don't front the player
Silly ass suckers fall in
Love and start dozing
But don't front the player if
Your girlfriend chose him
I don’t give a damn if they in the bed posing
Don't front the player

These suckers making false claims
With false game
Calling black women out their
Name with no shame she left your ass for big
Paper ‘cause she need support
Ain’t got no job but somehow she’s sporting
Every brand new pair of Jordan’s
She see you at the door and say, "Who is it?"
Then tell a lie and make you leave so
Her real man can come and visit
And when he pull up you be pulling out
You pushed back in
Stepped to him and get your
Ass busted in the mouth
You got mad wanted to drop her
But brother, if your woman want the next man
Ain’t nothing you can do to stop her
Thought you was real but you’s a fraud
Claiming you got game but
Your girl won’t even
Let you use her food stamp card
Getting steel, you tricking plenty
She game with conversation real
Enough to make
You give her change for a penny
And after all the games she throwed at him
She took his ride and seen him standing at
The bus stop and blowed at him

Somebody call 991
This boy need to see a doctor
Ain’t never been rolled before
Let this bitch get on top of him
Pussy ain’t your unless you got
Your dick in it
If she gon’ fuck she gon’ fuck
You can’t go air well with it
Don’t be jealous when another nigga
Tell you he met her
And took her home, you know the deal
The same thing when you met her
So don’t be sick over that bitch and
Let her take you the full run
Just keep sipping the rum and
Let her drink the cum a real player like me
That bitch up like a blunt
It’s obvious to see she’s on a dick hunt
She need to be fucking for a
Fee and not for free
A bloodhound bitch and I don’t need the itch
And you can keep the crabs for yourself
I don’t want no parts of it
Ain’t even gonna speak on it
If you like it I love it
Wrap that up in a Christmas gift
And put a bow on it and if anybody ask you
Tell ‘em Point Blank rode it
Don’t Front the Playa

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