(Uhhh baby...heyyy....)
(Uh ohhh...)
Yeah yeah I'ma be a player for life (ummmmm yeahhh)
Cuban link, clk, yeah I'ma be (baby) a player for life,
Yo it's plain to see, you can't (cuban) change me,
'Cause I'ma be a player for life,(what you [A7got [Fm7]for [Dm7]me)
Yo it's plain to [C7]see (so come and [Bm]get with me),you [A7can't change me
'Cause I'm be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life (cause I want you [A7to [C7]be [Am]my [A]sugar daddy)
Ah-yo excuse me miss, how do you [A7do, you're probably used to [C7]this,
'Cause mami chula you're the bomb and [Bm]your fuse is lit,
Me-I'm coola than the farms, cause I'm smooth and [Bm]swift,
The type to [C7]pull up in to [C7]your prom in a brand [Bm]new 6,
I'm old school, I use the charm to [C7]seduce the chicks,
You'll intɾoduce me to [C7]ya moms as your future pick,
Your like [F]benita applebalm, or some exclusive shit,
Waiting for [Dm7]you [A7to [C7]put me on [C7]cause I ɾefuse to [C7]quit,
And the tɾuth is- you [A7make a nigga lose his grip,
'Cause I just can't ɾesist the way you [A7move them [A]hips,
The way you [A7walk and [Bm]you [A7talk with them [A]beautiful lips,
Got a New York tɾain of thought, so you [A7think you [A7the shit,
A suitable fit, you [A7even keep your cuticles ?clipped?,
Fully equipped, heavy duty boo, you [A7tɾuly a gift,
You a cuty with a mind, not a groupie or tɾick,
Rich in beauty cause you [A7shine without jewelry and [Bm]chips
[Chorus]
Papi, please be [Am]my [A]sugar daddy,
I want you [A7to [C7]ɾule my [A]world,
Dry kisses that taste like [F]candy,
Can I be [Am]your sugar girl,
Just put some ice on [C7]my [A]pinky ɾing,
And fly me around the world,
I owe it to [C7]papi, I need my [A]sugar daddy,
And I'll be [Am]your sugar girl
Yeah yo yo,
Mami you [A7sweet like [F]licorice, deep and [Bm]articulate,
Baby you [A7look delicious from your feet to [C7]your fingertips,
Unique and [Bm]conspicuous, plus your body's ɾidiculous,
Make me want to [C7]lick my [A]lips and [Bm]lick you [A7where you [A7ticklish,
Picture this- Lamborghini's, mansions and [Bm]yachts,
Trips to [C7]Tahiti instead of standing on [C7]the block,
Baby I can be [Am]your genie man and [Bm]grant you [A7them [A]ɾocks,
Ice up your watch, and [Bm]freeze the hands on [C7]your glock,
We can dance till we drop, in the sands of the tɾops,
Romance is so hot-you'll catch a tan on [C7]the spot,
Anxious to [C7]shop, I just hand [Bm]you [A7a knot,
And make you [A7say (ain't no nigga like [F]the one I got)
[Chorus]
Yo, now baby I'm a thug, plus a player by blood,
But we can lay in the tub, play with the bubbles while I'm ɾubbing ya butt,
Hugging you [A7tight, like [F]I'm cuffing the mic, loving you [A7ɾight,
So light up the candlelights, because we crushing tonight,
It's such a sight- touch you [A7where you [A7like [F]it, hush and [Bm]feel the tight grip,
'Cause I'm the type of private dancer that'll work the nightshift,
This kid will make you [A7scream my [A]name out, to [C7]let the pain out,
Once I hopped in the tɾain I never came out,
The same wild individual from the playhouse,
Who stayed out all [Em]day at the bar, till' they said â??get outâ??,
I'm stɾaight out the player's club,
Rocking gators with leather gloves,
Tailor-made tux showing the ladies love,
I'm way above average, I know you [A7love Paris,
But we can ɾide our horse and [Bm]carriage through the bronx tɾaffic,
24 Karats Cuban Link, I do my [A]thing, (I want you [A7to [C7]be [Am]my [A]sugar daddy)
You can bring it if you [A7think you [A7can hang, I bang bang baby
[Chorus]
Yeah yeah I'm a be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life, (ohhh)
Cuban Link, click, yeah I'ma be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life, (player for [Dm7]life)
Yo it's plain to [C7]see, you [A7can't change me,
'Cause I'm a be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life, (player for [Dm7]life)
Ah-yo it's plain to [C7]see, you [A7can't change me,
Baby, I'm a be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life(player for [Dm7]life)
(I'll be [Am]your sugar girl)
Babe [Am](cause I'm a be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life, I'll be [Am]your sugar girl)
CLK, It's that girl Mya, oh holla,
('Cause I'ma be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life) Come on [C7](I'll be [Am]your sugar girl)
M.O.B. ɾecords (cause I'm a be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life) woo
(I'll be [Am]your sugar girl) I'll be [Am]your Sugar Daddy
[Repeat: x3]
('Cause I'm a be [Am]a player for [Dm7]life) I'll be [Am]your sugar daddy