Playa Boi lyrics

No player boy can win my love

It's sweetness that I'm thinking of

Them boys always acting so mean

Hands down in the dirt, don't come clean

Like a hole and a three letter donkey

Ring the bell, let me teach you something

Cause your mama never taught you nothing

Call pharrel cause you frontin'

Listen up, turn it up

Listen up, turn it up

No player boy can win my love

It's sweetness that I'm thinking of

He gotta lean in a gangster stance

He need to rock all the sickest brands

And give me love not a bad romance

I'll make a move nothing left to chance

So don't you mess with me

Can't touch me liar

I'm fire, you and your tricks expired

Your ride really needs new tires

Vroom tire!

you like my kicks? Lemme kick ya

Like a Twilight fan Imma bite ya

Turn around lemme cee-lo forget ya

Listen up, turn it up

Listen up, turn it up

No player boy can win my love

It's sweetness that I'm thinking of

He gotta lean in a gangster stance

He need to rock all the sickest brands

And give me love not a bad romance

I'll make a move nothing left to chance

So don't you mess with me

(If you want me looking your way)

Baby gotta gets real

(If you want me ready to play)

Imma have to feel

(If you want me looking your way)

Baby gotta gets real

Yeah go and get real

No player boy can win my love

It's sweetness that I'm thinking of

He gotta lean in a gangster stance

He need to rock all the sickest brands

And give me love not a bad romance

I'll make a move nothing left to chance

No player boy can win my love

It's sweetness that I'm thinking of

He gotta lean in a gangster stance

He need to rock all the sickest brands

And give me love not a bad romance

I'll make a move nothing left to chance

So don't you mess with me

• Artist:Cher Lloyd
• Album:Sticks & Stones (2011)