Couldn't Be a Better Playa - Lil Jon & the Eastside Boyz Feat. T

****, what? ****, what? ****, what?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Us **** from the south be representing shit

And tryna keep these player haters off our dicks

Never fucking with them loud-ass clicks and crews

And bucking down busters that be acting rude

'Cause these **** and these hoes on some other shit

They like to talk behind your back, but in your face, they ride yo' dick

That's why I stay tight with my crew

So what you gon' do when we come for you?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

Represent yo' click, motherfucker (motherfucker)

And if you don't, then you must be a buster (you a buster)

Represent yo' click, motherfucker (motherfucker)

And if you don't, then you must be a buster (you a buster)

Now put your middle finger up, motherfucker (motherfucker)

Now put your middle finger up, motherfucker (motherfucker)

Now drop them bows on them motherfucking suckers (on them suckers)

Now drop them bows on them motherfucking suckers (on them suckers)

Now get crunk, motherfucker, get crunk (get crunk)

Now get crunk, motherfucker, get crunk (get crunk)

Now get drunk, motherfucker, get drunk (get drunk)

Now get drunk, motherfucker, get drunk (get drunk)

Now tell them hoes (what?) To drop they clothes (what?)

And cut some for the motherfucking D-Lo

Now tell them hoes (what?) To drop they clothes (what?)

And cut some for the motherfucking D-Lo

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the- ($hort, $hort, $hort, $hort)

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

Now I don't give a fuck about yo' Benz or yo' light-skinned bitch

I give a fuck who you tell you don't like this shit

The fact still stand you got one girlfriend

And I feel like the whole world's pimp

I can't be like you, always acting fake

I can tell you how much a real mack can make

A million dollars ain't shit to spend

I get some new hoes and get it again

So don't tell me whatchu wish for

You wanna be kept by a rich ho

Bitch-ass ****, I'm tryna hit me a lick

She better pay me right now, she wanna get some dick

I told you, got the game from the old ****

Everytime I park my car, come the gold diggers

With the easy pussy sign on display

If you lookin' for some money, don't come this way

You couldn't be a better player than me

Even if you fucked every day of the week

I know you think you got it like that, but peep

I be fucking hoes every day of the week, biatch

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

Now I don't give a fuck about your phonebook and all your pictures

Chillin' at the club with all your bitches

Lying on your dick, save the drama

Got my eye on your bitch and your baby mama

'Cause you snoozing, you know the rules, pimp

Your bitch is choosing, you 'bout to lose them

Yelling, "Get yo' ass in the car, bitch"

But I'm much too fast with this hard dick

Short dog took your broad, it just can't be

Your bitch suck me and fuck me, than she thank me

I know the whole story, you ain't servin' it right

I'll probably stop by and put some work in tonight

You couldn't be a better player than me

Even if you fucked every day of the week

I know you think you got it like that, but peep

I be fucking hoes every day of the week

I know you couldn't be a better player than me

Even if you rode in luxury

I know you smoke colting that top-notch freak

You never could be a better player than me, biatch

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

What the fuck you gon' do, ****? What the-

What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do?

Now what's up, fuck ****? What's up? (What's up?)

Now what's up, fuck ****? What's up? (What's up?)

You gon' buck, fuck ****, then buck (then buck)

You gon' buck, fuck ****, then buck (then buck)

Your boys done left you, now you stuck (now you stuck)

Your boys done left you, now you stuck (now you stuck)

Ain't got no pistol on your ass, so you fucked (you fucked)

Ain't got no pistol on your ass, so you fucked (you fucked)

You wanna run like a motherfucking bitch (like a bitch)

You shouldn't have been no motherfucking snitch (you a snitch)

You wanna run like a motherfucking bitch (like a bitch)

You shouldn't have been no motherfucking snitch (you a snitch)

My **** trigger finger startin' to itch (startin' to itch)

My **** trigger finger startin' to itch (startin' to itch)

You shouldn't have been no motherfucking bitch (you a bitch)

You shouldn't have been no motherfucking bitch (you a bitch)

Now I don't give a fuck if you fuck the richest bitch on Earth

You can be a gigolo and couldn't get more work

'Cause I'm a player from way back, taught by the best

No hater can fade me 'cause I was short like the rest of y'all

Half-stepping little dicks wanna be big willies

You got a bad case of the sillies

In the studio, you make believers

In real life, you more like the cape crusaders

Rushing to the scene to save the hoes

Everytime they come across them crazy folks

You cuff 'em, hurry up and get 'em to safety

But sooner or later, the bitch gotta face me

'Cause I put the game down from the start

And you ain't nothing but a dumb-ass mark

Do your thing and watch me do mine

Get the bitch on the phone and let's see who's lyin', ****

What? What? What's up? What?

What's up? What's up? What's up? What?

What? What? What's up? What?