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Here's a little somethin' for the players out there hustlin' Gettin' down for theirs From East Point, College Park, Decatur, DeVries My man, the scene was so thick Lowriders, seventy-seven Sevilles El Do's, nuttin' but them 'Llacs All the players, all the hustlers I'm talkin' 'bout a black man heaven here You know what I'm sayin', yeah Cadillacs are comin' from everywhere Limbo boppin' good 'cause love is in the air To all you players and you pimps, smoke out and have a ball And if your hoe is actin' crazy put her on the wall Now, now, now, everybody's dancin' and just feelin' right I see all of you players got yourselves laid in on ice I hope when all y'all dance is over, can I get on, yeah My kids'll have a story, that still be told, whoa, about All the players came from far and wide Wearin' afros and braids, kickin' them gangster rides Now I'm here to tell ya, there's a better day When the player ball is happenin', all day everyday