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Tank - It's a Cold Day lyrics
George Clinton:
 (chorus)
 And it's a cold cold cold cold day 
 for a player
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 I want to hold yah 
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 Too $hort:
 I got too many girlfriends what am I gonna do?
 Play em tell the world ends and always keep a few
 When it comes to women I did everything I thought of
 Players like me, we never get caught
 Who's the next on the list? It's a daily routine dog
 She give me short, then she'd take my jeans off at 
 first she wasn't messing with me told me to lick it
 but now she's always sweating me. When we gonna kick it?
 Spend some time wit her, I need to come through and hit it
 Any time I feel like I want it, I can get it
 I'll be here for you, you never wonder were I'm at
 So when I come through put the spare key under the mat
 when I come in, there ain't no holding back
 Just feel what I am doing and roll with that
 and even though I admit I can't commit this time
 it's cause I got my heart broke at the age of nine
 I've been hard core every since I sucked up the game from pimps
 You never hear me rap about the same bitch
 I never turned a hoe into a housewife
 Short dog East Oakland in the house right
 Chorus 2:
 I'm ready to ride, ready to ride, ready to ride
 I'm the mothership wish it comes
 I'm ready to ride, ready to ride, ready to ride
 I'm the mothership wish it comes
 Chorus 1:
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 I want to hold yah
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 Ay yeeeay I want to hold yah
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 I want to hold yah
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 Ayyy yeeay
 Too $hort:Tank - It's a Cold Day - http://motolyrics.com/tank/its-a-cold-day-lyrics.html
 I thought we was cool like that, why you go behind my back?
 Trying to cross me in the game when you know I'm a mack
 Can't do that, you all up in my mix
 Get the phone book callin all my bitches
 You know I don't really care if you interfere
 cause I don't think you know about these real players
 If you need a lesson, you better listen up
 cause I don't think you ready for this pimpin stuff
 I'm Too Short baby on the microphone
 Since you got no game, I gotta write these songs
 To wake you up and get you motivated
 I'm about to flip the script and I know your gonna hate it
 You can't infatuate my game no more, it's fool proof
 So when you try to cross me up, I pull through
 like a solider, cause we fighting a war
 Haters against Players, who you fighting for?
 You all in my business trying to make it theirs
 I need to hit you in your face tell you 'mind your own affairs'
 I'm Sir Too Short, and I'm knowing just how to be a player bitch
Chorus 2:
Chorus 1:
 Too $hort:
 BIOTCH 
 Now if your trying to be a player, do your thing
 But if you wanna be in love, it's cool mang
 Don't try to be a player when you see that you can't
 let your peers pressuring you into being what you ain't
 It's hard to be real in this fake world
 Would you result to violence if I take your girl?
 Or would you realize she likes me more then you
 Our relationship is starting and yours is through
 Are you riding on the bench. Who you starting for?
 Do you have another girl or is your heart broke?
 Do you know how to be a player?
 Is what they say about me
 I'm straight down with the after party, late night freaks.
 Belita Woods:
 She's just a pretty face, and she doesn't even use her own name
 She stole it from a magazine
 She's just a pretty face
 and the words she say ain't coming from her mouth
 She stole the can and loves the pot
 She's just another pretty face
 George Clinton:
 Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohhhh
 five o'clock I make a run
Chorus 1








