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Lyrics for Play The Next Man by EPMD:



Artist:EPMD
Taken from the album Business Never Personal by EPMD
Album:Business Never Personal
Track:Play The Next Man
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Views:75
 
Lyrics:Erick Sermon)
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
(coughing) 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
(Chorus)
Don't play me, play the next
man (4X)
(PMD)
I was wonderin why you went to work everyday
OK, yea, 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
Boss
Not Bruce Springsteen, your boss drove a Porsche
Remember, 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 Christmas
You 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
Chorus
(P: PMD, E: Erick
Sermon, B: Both)
(P)Now if ya girl's on your back Jack, cut her like a lumberjack

(Cut her off, cut her off)
(E)And if your man done son, trade him in for a new one

(Cut him off man, cut him off)
(Repeat)
(P)So if ya man is runnin wild, slow em
down, school em Jack
(E)Before he plays you off, girl (P) just to prove a fact

(E)And get your feelings hurt kid (P) plus your heart broken
(B)Bust it ("Can't truss it!")

(P)What (E) a relationship (P) friendship
(E)Hardship (P) fell on the booze when ya
boy tripped
(E)So pick ya pride up boy (P) oopsy daisy
(P)See ya (E) Audi Ghost
Patrick Swayze
 
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