"Pete Rose" lyrics
(Lying will ruin your God damned life)
Yeah
This song right here
Is only possible for me to write
After all the fuck shit that I've done over the years
(You can't evolve as a man if you never make a mistake)
That shit is played boy
(I fucked up!)
Playboy
All my true players this your anthem
If your dog had it's day put your hands up
All my true players this your anthem
Slick game get your way cause you handsome
She don't gotta know
You just do your thang right?
He don't gotta know
You ain't the one to blame right?
This is dedicated to the players
Always did it major even when you had no paper
Ain't trying to choose, end up never getting chose
Look in the mirror if you trying to find a hoe
So, she just wanna know
Where you been? Soon as you walking through the door
Must have been the way that you be talking on the phone
Or the color on your face when she call you on your bull... shit
You a dog in every way
Changing lovers like your drawls, every day
Mingle like you're single 'till you in the grave
Just like your grandpa, it's in your DNA
All your homeboys got their rings on
You still in the game keep the team strong
Never been a thang, you don't even date
What can I even say? Watch a player play
All my true players this your anthem
If your dog had it's day put your hands up
All my true players this your anthem
Slick game get your way cause you handsome
She don't gotta know
You just do your thang right?
He don't gotta know
You ain't the one to blame
This your anthem
You 'bout to be 40 with a grandson
I ain't judging, I just hope you got a mansion
Extra rooms, the way that you romancing
Either that or child support holding you for ransom
Tie it up before you fill up a whole soccer team
Ever since a teen been trying to get in some momma jeans
Always talking your polygamy philosophy
You ain't Socrates
You work at Applebee's
You be cheating like a pro
Pete Rose, you be cheating like a pro
Aye, you do anything you want
So if you creepin' on the low, keep it on the low
All my true players this your anthem
If your dog had it's day put your hands up
All my true players this your anthem
Slick game get your way cause you handsome
She don't gotta know
You just do your thang right?
He don't gotta know
You ain't the one to blame right?
(You just do your thang right?)
(Once a dog always a dog, my dog)
(You just do your thang right?)
(Players gon' play my man)
(Watch a player play)
(I don't know what you're talking about)
(That's the old me)
(Watch a player play)
Yeah
This song right here
Is only possible for me to write
After all the fuck shit that I've done over the years
(You can't evolve as a man if you never make a mistake)
That shit is played boy
(I fucked up!)
Playboy
All my true players this your anthem
If your dog had it's day put your hands up
All my true players this your anthem
Slick game get your way cause you handsome
She don't gotta know
You just do your thang right?
He don't gotta know
You ain't the one to blame right?
This is dedicated to the players
Always did it major even when you had no paper
Ain't trying to choose, end up never getting chose
Look in the mirror if you trying to find a hoe
So, she just wanna know
Where you been? Soon as you walking through the door
Must have been the way that you be talking on the phone
Or the color on your face when she call you on your bull... shit
You a dog in every way
Changing lovers like your drawls, every day
Mingle like you're single 'till you in the grave
Just like your grandpa, it's in your DNA
All your homeboys got their rings on
You still in the game keep the team strong
Never been a thang, you don't even date
What can I even say? Watch a player play
All my true players this your anthem
If your dog had it's day put your hands up
All my true players this your anthem
Slick game get your way cause you handsome
She don't gotta know
You just do your thang right?
He don't gotta know
You ain't the one to blame
This your anthem
You 'bout to be 40 with a grandson
I ain't judging, I just hope you got a mansion
Extra rooms, the way that you romancing
Either that or child support holding you for ransom
Tie it up before you fill up a whole soccer team
Ever since a teen been trying to get in some momma jeans
Always talking your polygamy philosophy
You ain't Socrates
You work at Applebee's
You be cheating like a pro
Pete Rose, you be cheating like a pro
Aye, you do anything you want
So if you creepin' on the low, keep it on the low
All my true players this your anthem
If your dog had it's day put your hands up
All my true players this your anthem
Slick game get your way cause you handsome
She don't gotta know
You just do your thang right?
He don't gotta know
You ain't the one to blame right?
(You just do your thang right?)
(Once a dog always a dog, my dog)
(You just do your thang right?)
(Players gon' play my man)
(Watch a player play)
(I don't know what you're talking about)
(That's the old me)
(Watch a player play)
