[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
I had you from hello, you didn't need to know
Like your smile, complemented your body [?]
I can play the roll, stay low, and I can't ignore
I'll come at you like a man, serious with the aproach
You look like [?]
Well I don't use it, buying [?]
Maybe the way that I spoke
Could be the way that I swing
I know you like to get to the bottom of things
Shit, how would you like to get to the bottom with me?
And we can further the conversation, over [?]
It's like you in the n***, and on the bottom it's me
And every hoe [?]
This is food for thought, for you to feed the need
[?]
It's 7:45, late in the evening
Holla at me with a clairfied statment [?]

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun and Krizz Kaliko]
You ain't never been with a playa like me
A tipical playa, not me
I can get you nice things
That you only see on TV or in your dreams

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
So what you thinkin?
I'm all in the pantie line
[?] on the wall behind me
I never thought it'd lead to a frogilant deed
Kutty Cal tossin the team
I mean, deep thrusting a dime
Just in the spine
Deep sweat, love the way that she wind
I knew the nooky was mine, pimp buisness
Them other bookies be trying, but Limp Bizket
That ain't the roll that I'm choosin, magnom gold is for using
All the nots, and all the government [?]
In the bedroom sweaten, used it
Well now it's on, the next to lose it
A direct exclusive, I can test the rumers
Of a black filipeno, half Mexi-Cubin
[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun and Krizz Kaliko]
You ain't never been with a playa like me
A tipical playa, not me
I can get you nice things
That you only see on TV or in your dreams

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
You important, you impressed the courts
I ain't surprised that your eyes requestin more
We arive on the island, [?]
That's what you call putting your best foot forward
Damb baby, you wouldn't have guessed this tour
In the flesh it's sure, you best kept for it
And I'm hoping you don't miss this [?]
I ain't tryna hide, but just employ ya
For a couple of days, untill our seprate ways
You'll see me there, on stage
You don't have to call, there's no wage
Cause the dick and personality is what you crave
And this time i'm hoping you make me
On the last day, you spoke to me, baby
That she would never find another to replace me

[Chorus: Kutt Calhoun and Krizz Kaliko]
You ain't never been with a playa like me
A tipical playa, not me
I can get you nice things
That you only see on TV or in your dreams