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Big Pun lyrics I´m Not A Player lyrics Yo, I ain´t a player, I just fuck alot Jump on top of my dick and work them hips Until I bust a shot It doesn´t stop, I´m only beginning I´m boning your women, while you home all alone I´m doing up in ´em Sending them back to you, mad at you Don´t catch a motha´ fuckin´ attitude, I´m just showing you How this rapper do Capital Punishment, when I´m up in there Suckin´ it, bustin´ it out, nice blouse Let me unbutton it You fuckin´ wit King Papi Chulo And knockin´ culo, poppin´ mooners out the socket Tryin´ to ride wit the sumo You know my rhymes is high Word I be thrillin´ ´em bitch be tryin´ to ride But the curb be killin´ ´em Fillin´ ´em with the gas My G´s premium unleaded, come get it, first work the tongue Then let the Pun hit it Split it in half Watch the gatt, baby take a bath, be good, I might put away the wood And give you the mustache 1 - I ain´t a player, I just fuck alot I´m not a player, I just fuck alot I ain´t a player, I just fuck alot I´m not a player, I just fuck alot I bang a stranger In my torture chamber, I´ll feed the local poor child binga? While I force my finga whre my ballaz lingah I bring the pain like Method When I flex I´m flip the coochie, Puerto Rican to the core And no bootie but eat the pussy Excuse me for being blunt But I been eating cunts, since pimps is pushing Bumpin´ and grindin´ Simultaneously want it, climbing up the walls With my balls bangin´ off your hymen I´m a diamond in the rough Bustin´ in your face, taste the sweetness of my dick Rip your fetus out of place, yo Bitches already know the repertiore Step in my car, lets start the menage-a-toi Like Escobar By far,I´m the best at all sex positions Forget the kissin´, I´m skippin´ the tongue twistin´ See, that´s tradition Repeat 1 Some chick in back of me Bought me a daiquiri, told me meet her in back of Zachary´s Cuz she heard I was packin´ meat I bagged the freak And hit the tele, got the phillies, lifted her belly And put it in her mouth like Akinyele Far from ugly But they used to say I´m too chubby, but since the money The honies got nuthin´ but love for me So rub my tummy and make a wish I´ll make you rich, take your kids to the flicks Come back and fix your favorite dish Crazy bitch I ain´t with that, I´mma hit that, split back to the shack Where my other chick´s at Now can you dig that I´m the Mack doin´ my thing, pulling your strings Making you feel like you in a dream It´s the king of the hip-hop quotables Giving you multiples, just by the tone Of my voice and the vocables I notice you doin´ your thing With your crew, is it aight if I come down there And sing to you Repeat 1 Other Big Pun lyrics: Beware lyrics Boomerang lyrics Capital Punishment lyrics Carribean Connection lyrics Fast Money lyrics Glamour Life lyrics Parental Discretion lyrics Punish Me lyrics Still Not A Player lyrics The Dream Shatterer lyrics Tres Leches (Triboro Trilogy) lyrics Twinz (Deep Cover ´98) lyrics Uncensored lyrics You Ain´t A Killer lyrics You Came Up lyrics Brave in the Heart lyrics Classic Verses (Drop it Heavy and Fantastic 4) lyrics Freestyle With Remy Martin lyrics How We Roll lyrics How We Roll ´98 lyrics Mamma lyrics My World lyrics Who is a Thug lyrics 100% lyrics It´s So Hard lyrics Laughing At You lyrics Leather Face lyrics Ms. Martin lyrics My Dick lyrics My Turn lyrics Nigga Shit lyrics Off Wit His Head lyrics Watch Those lyrics |