I'M A PLAYER? O.K THEN.
Way back in the day I was a PLAYER myself. And one thing i've come to notice. In every club, bar, or pool hall you will always find these type of guys. MR.MONEY BAG ( this is the guy buying all the rounds, mr deep pocket ). THA GIFT TO GAB ( always talking, tell the ladies everything that a women wants too here. ) DANCING MACHINE ( this guy nows 1,002 dance moves: 996 we probably never seen ). Theres a few others,but lets keep it simple.
These 3 guys help me when i'm trying to get my mack on------before I get to the club, i'm already 3 beers away from being tow down. The first thing I do is find my dawg LONNIE ( mr.money bags ) because this is were the women will be for sure. These women or not all that fine, a few a little over weight, but they will do if nothing else jumps off. ( I always have backup ).I say my hellos and yeahs. Give Lonnie a high five, and i'm off. I sit at the bar, just checking out the ladies.I'm lookin over at Jordann, and shes lookin at me, but I can't get that tonight, she brung her man with her.
Kim,and Lisa have there men to.-( damn ) this is a bad night. Now I have to find somebody new ( I hate that,to much talking,have to get to now them etc. ) and I ain't wit dat. So I get the first of my 3 beers ( that's my limit in the clubs there to damn exspensive ) now i'm in the groove, sitting here ,feet tappin to some dirty rap, head bobbin.A few women ask me to dance but I ain't ready yet. Beer 2 - i'm on the dance floor, doing that dance i've been doing since the 7th grade ( it's a smooth little cha cha I think it makes me look smooth ) a long with the fact that i'm just about tow down, and my high top fade is right.
Now the lights come on. That means the bar will close in 30 minutes. Beer 3 - at this point I really can't recall how I end up with ahh Toni. I HEARD YA probably going da da da da what in the hell is he talkin about but any way. I know theres somebody going yo dude i'm all 3 of those guys-----NO in the club you can only be one or the other ( that's club life man )- I just sit back, and chill - the women I meet has been taken care of MR. MONEY BAGS took care of finances. THA GIFT TO GAB took care of all the small talk, that I would have had to do. The DANCING MACHINE entertained her. Thanks fellas ya did a great job: now shell on, punks.
In order to be a mack daddy like myself you must never, ever bring more than 20 dollars to a club ( to many beggars out there ) don't know how to dance, just fake it we're all drunk.- they didn't even know I was doing the pewee herman were what you want, work close, jogging pants, that shirt with the holes.- in a club were all the same some have money some don't, some dance well some don't, some just showboat. We're all there for the same reason.- women. Those huchies mamas looking for some LOVE if only for one night,or forever. We're all drunk ( the only thing we have in common ) When it's all said and done MR.MONEY BAGS, THA GIFT TO GAB , DANCING MACHINE I got me one. And oh by tha way Debra had her last night. Didn't spend a grip. Dance till I was a sweaty mess. See ya
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These 3 guys help me when i'm trying to get my mack on------before I get to the club, i'm already 3 beers away from being tow down. The first thing I do is find my dawg LONNIE ( mr.money bags ) because this is were the women will be for sure. These women or not all that fine, a few a little over weight, but they will do if nothing else jumps off. ( I always have backup ).I say my hellos and yeahs. Give Lonnie a high five, and i'm off. I sit at the bar, just checking out the ladies.I'm lookin over at Jordann, and shes lookin at me, but I can't get that tonight, she brung her man with her.
Kim,and Lisa have there men to.-( damn ) this is a bad night. Now I have to find somebody new ( I hate that,to much talking,have to get to now them etc. ) and I ain't wit dat. So I get the first of my 3 beers ( that's my limit in the clubs there to damn exspensive ) now i'm in the groove, sitting here ,feet tappin to some dirty rap, head bobbin.A few women ask me to dance but I ain't ready yet. Beer 2 - i'm on the dance floor, doing that dance i've been doing since the 7th grade ( it's a smooth little cha cha I think it makes me look smooth ) a long with the fact that i'm just about tow down, and my high top fade is right.
Now the lights come on. That means the bar will close in 30 minutes. Beer 3 - at this point I really can't recall how I end up with ahh Toni. I HEARD YA probably going da da da da what in the hell is he talkin about but any way. I know theres somebody going yo dude i'm all 3 of those guys-----NO in the club you can only be one or the other ( that's club life man )- I just sit back, and chill - the women I meet has been taken care of MR. MONEY BAGS took care of finances. THA GIFT TO GAB took care of all the small talk, that I would have had to do. The DANCING MACHINE entertained her. Thanks fellas ya did a great job: now shell on, punks.
In order to be a mack daddy like myself you must never, ever bring more than 20 dollars to a club ( to many beggars out there ) don't know how to dance, just fake it we're all drunk.- they didn't even know I was doing the pewee herman were what you want, work close, jogging pants, that shirt with the holes.- in a club were all the same some have money some don't, some dance well some don't, some just showboat. We're all there for the same reason.- women. Those huchies mamas looking for some LOVE if only for one night,or forever. We're all drunk ( the only thing we have in common ) When it's all said and done MR.MONEY BAGS, THA GIFT TO GAB , DANCING MACHINE I got me one. And oh by tha way Debra had her last night. Didn't spend a grip. Dance till I was a sweaty mess. See ya
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