Cher Lloyd - Player Boi lyrics

No player boi 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 whole and a three letter donkey (Donkey!) Ring the bell let me teach you something Cause your mama never thought you nothing Call Pharell cause you keep on "Frontin'" (Frontin'!) Listen up, turn it up Listen up, turn it up. Chorus: No playa boi can win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of He gotta lean with a gangsta stance He needs 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 all your tricks expired Your ride really needs new tires (Vrooooooom tires!) You like my kicks lemme kick ya' Like a 'Twilight' fan I'ma bit ya' Turn around lemme Cee-Lo "Forget ya" (Forget ya!) Listen up, turn it up Listen up, turn it up Chorus: No playa boi can win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of He gotta lean with a gangsta stance He needs 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 get real If you want me ready to play I'ma have to feel If you want me looking your way Baby gotta get real, yeah go and get real No playa boi can win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of He gotta lean with a gangsta stance He needs to rock all the sickest brands And give me love not a bad romance I'll make a move nothing left to chance No playa boi can win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of He gotta lean with a gangsta stance He needs to rock all the sickest brands And give me love not a bad romance I'll make a move nothing left to chance