Song | Play the Next Man |
Artist | EPMD |
Album | Business Never Personal |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sermon, Smith | |
What's up wit' that homegirl, why you frontin' | |
My raggamuffin', c'mon, help me wit' somethin' | |
You like me, | |
I can tell by your wicked actions | |
I wanna rock wit' you like | |
Michael Jackson | |
Erick, what slow down, baby | |
You're not | |
Seal, so why you actin' crazy | |
I wanna be your man, the whole nine sounds cute | |
Us buggin' out, and us knockin' boots | |
But you, you wanna go out and start cheatin' | |
Hangin' tough like the | |
New Kids every damn weekend | |
Thinkin' I'm stupid, girl, you must be buggin' | |
The boy you messin' wit' is my cousin | |
Tryin' to play the | |
E-Double wit' the old weak flim flam | |
Don't play me and reach out for the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
I was wonderin' why you went to work everyday | |
Okay, yeah, maybe to get extra pay | |
But when you stepped out, you was dressed to impress(How fresh) | |
So fresh, that you walked wit' finesse | |
Word is bond, | |
I could've sworn you was minglin' | |
The way you was movin', the way your earrings was jinglin' | |
Of course, you was messin' wit' the | |
BossNot Bruce | |
Springsteen, your boss drove a | |
PorscheRemember, you went to work one night | |
While me and | |
D-Wade was home watchin' the | |
Mike Tyson fight | |
You said goodbye, gave me a couple of kisses | |
I peep the coat, | |
I didn't buy you for | |
ChristmasYou went out to a fancy restaurant | |
Came in actin' all nonchalant | |
Asked you a question, shook up like | |
Elvis Presley | |
Your makeup smudged, your hair messy | |
Shh, quiet, | |
I caught cha | |
Tell him my name is | |
Parrish Smith | |
I used to mess wit his daughter | |
Yes the Mic | |
Doc and I'll be damned | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Don't play me, play the next man | |
Now if ya girl's on your back | |
Jack, cut her like a lumberjack(Cut her off, cut her off) | |
And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one(Cut him off man, cut him off) | |
Now if ya girl's on your back | |
Jack, cut her like a lumberjack(Cut her off, cut her off) | |
And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one(Cut him off man, cut him off) | |
So if ya man is runnin' wild, slow 'em down, school 'em | |
JackBefore he plays you off, girl, just to prove a fact | |
And get your feelings hurt kid, plus your heart broken | |
Bust it(Can't truss it) | |
What, a relationship, friendship | |
Hardship, fell on the booze when ya boy tripped | |
So pick ya pride up boy, oopsy daisy | |
See ya, Audi | |
Ghost Patrick | |
Swayze |
zuo ci : Sermon, Smith | |
What' s up wit' that homegirl, why you frontin' | |
My raggamuffin', c' mon, help me wit' somethin' | |
You like me, | |
I can tell by your wicked actions | |
I wanna rock wit' you like | |
Michael Jackson | |
Erick, what slow down, baby | |
You' re not | |
Seal, so why you actin' crazy | |
I wanna be your man, the whole nine sounds cute | |
Us buggin' out, and us knockin' boots | |
But you, you wanna go out and start cheatin' | |
Hangin' tough like the | |
New Kids every damn weekend | |
Thinkin' I' m stupid, girl, you must be buggin' | |
The boy you messin' wit' is my cousin | |
Tryin' to play the | |
EDouble wit' the old weak flim flam | |
Don' t play me and reach out for the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
I was wonderin' why you went to work everyday | |
Okay, yeah, maybe to get extra pay | |
But when you stepped out, you was dressed to impress How fresh | |
So fresh, that you walked wit' finesse | |
Word is bond, | |
I could' ve sworn you was minglin' | |
The way you was movin', the way your earrings was jinglin' | |
Of course, you was messin' wit' the | |
BossNot Bruce | |
Springsteen, your boss drove a | |
PorscheRemember, you went to work one night | |
While me and | |
DWade was home watchin' the | |
Mike Tyson fight | |
You said goodbye, gave me a couple of kisses | |
I peep the coat, | |
I didn' t buy you for | |
ChristmasYou went out to a fancy restaurant | |
Came in actin' all nonchalant | |
Asked you a question, shook up like | |
Elvis Presley | |
Your makeup smudged, your hair messy | |
Shh, quiet, | |
I caught cha | |
Tell him my name is | |
Parrish Smith | |
I used to mess wit his daughter | |
Yes the Mic | |
Doc and I' ll be damned | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Now if ya girl' s on your back | |
Jack, cut her like a lumberjack Cut her off, cut her off | |
And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one Cut him off man, cut him off | |
Now if ya girl' s on your back | |
Jack, cut her like a lumberjack Cut her off, cut her off | |
And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one Cut him off man, cut him off | |
So if ya man is runnin' wild, slow ' em down, school ' em | |
JackBefore he plays you off, girl, just to prove a fact | |
And get your feelings hurt kid, plus your heart broken | |
Bust it Can' t truss it | |
What, a relationship, friendship | |
Hardship, fell on the booze when ya boy tripped | |
So pick ya pride up boy, oopsy daisy | |
See ya, Audi | |
Ghost Patrick | |
Swayze |
zuò cí : Sermon, Smith | |
What' s up wit' that homegirl, why you frontin' | |
My raggamuffin', c' mon, help me wit' somethin' | |
You like me, | |
I can tell by your wicked actions | |
I wanna rock wit' you like | |
Michael Jackson | |
Erick, what slow down, baby | |
You' re not | |
Seal, so why you actin' crazy | |
I wanna be your man, the whole nine sounds cute | |
Us buggin' out, and us knockin' boots | |
But you, you wanna go out and start cheatin' | |
Hangin' tough like the | |
New Kids every damn weekend | |
Thinkin' I' m stupid, girl, you must be buggin' | |
The boy you messin' wit' is my cousin | |
Tryin' to play the | |
EDouble wit' the old weak flim flam | |
Don' t play me and reach out for the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
I was wonderin' why you went to work everyday | |
Okay, yeah, maybe to get extra pay | |
But when you stepped out, you was dressed to impress How fresh | |
So fresh, that you walked wit' finesse | |
Word is bond, | |
I could' ve sworn you was minglin' | |
The way you was movin', the way your earrings was jinglin' | |
Of course, you was messin' wit' the | |
BossNot Bruce | |
Springsteen, your boss drove a | |
PorscheRemember, you went to work one night | |
While me and | |
DWade was home watchin' the | |
Mike Tyson fight | |
You said goodbye, gave me a couple of kisses | |
I peep the coat, | |
I didn' t buy you for | |
ChristmasYou went out to a fancy restaurant | |
Came in actin' all nonchalant | |
Asked you a question, shook up like | |
Elvis Presley | |
Your makeup smudged, your hair messy | |
Shh, quiet, | |
I caught cha | |
Tell him my name is | |
Parrish Smith | |
I used to mess wit his daughter | |
Yes the Mic | |
Doc and I' ll be damned | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Don' t play me, play the next man | |
Now if ya girl' s on your back | |
Jack, cut her like a lumberjack Cut her off, cut her off | |
And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one Cut him off man, cut him off | |
Now if ya girl' s on your back | |
Jack, cut her like a lumberjack Cut her off, cut her off | |
And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one Cut him off man, cut him off | |
So if ya man is runnin' wild, slow ' em down, school ' em | |
JackBefore he plays you off, girl, just to prove a fact | |
And get your feelings hurt kid, plus your heart broken | |
Bust it Can' t truss it | |
What, a relationship, friendship | |
Hardship, fell on the booze when ya boy tripped | |
So pick ya pride up boy, oopsy daisy | |
See ya, Audi | |
Ghost Patrick | |
Swayze |