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Girls, Girls, Girls - We Love Girls (The Four Seasons) · Full Circle: The Best of Circle II Circle (Circle II Circle) · The Cheetah Girls 2 (The Cheetah Girls) · The Cheetah Girls 2 [CD/DVD] (The Cheetah Girls) · Cheetah Girls: One World (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Cheetah Girls 2 [13 Tracks] (The Cheetah Girls) · The Cheetah Girls [Special Edition Soundtrack] (The Cheetah Girls) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Cheetah Girls 2 (Disney) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Cheetah Girls (Disney's Karaoke Series) · The Cheetah Girls [Original Soundtrack] (The Cheetah Girls) – and 90 other albums »


feeling every time I see you
And every avenue I walk I'm behind you
Your back is turned and your eyes are closed girl
You move in circles that are out
Got a circle of success you can say I'm way around it

Yeah and by the way my name is Touch????

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Uptown roller, take it off
a circle,
But it's over and over again.
Over, over.

Little words,
Little games,
The dramas we played, left behind.
Little friends,
Little names,
circles til we fall down laughing
All your days begin and end in make believe and just pretend
Running barefoot in the rain, oh life was just a game
I'd
who's the victim?
Is it the player?
The one bein' played?
Or simply this game?

Early in the morning, he waits by her door
But she's not there,
and starring the game
And speaking of the game, he gon' be stopping by the studio later on
But right about now, I'ma hit you off with another slapper off
talking big game but never gonna do shit
Your girl ain't smelling right tell her douche it
Dance, nah fuck it back to the music
I had this hi-dea about
trade it for the world, just me and my girl

We playin' games go around in a circle,
Its the same old game from the beginning
Gotta get my head on my
game on 'em
Drop that drop that game game
Like it's dominoes

Cause [?]

Beanpole on the playground, size six Chuck Taylors
Little girls
fast, like a cheetah, get out the two-seater
Walk up on a girl named Anita, or Rita
Ask her for change to put money in the meter
Didn't really need it
the honey's
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa!
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like
this it`s simple
I drop science on the instrumental
I take seven ill drums put `em in a line
And add seven more snares to make it combine
It`ll take
girl bangs like Dre instrumentals
Well, here's an acappella of mine

[Chorus]
Two all up in the club
Got my game tight, about to tear it up 
Could
the brave mentality
Heard that it's drama at home
Can a dude break free and still get honored at home
I was told by a chief it's the games nature
When
together, to make it feel like one
Body and soul surrender, when love has just begun
It takes two, it takes two

I've been blinded by this fear inside
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like a Skytel pager
Now I'm on the top, let the champagne pop
Throw ya hands in the sky
suckas hating on my name cause I'm next
Protected by the planes
J-L-R family crest
Momma fall back from them lames and fly with the best

Get paid
at the pool a bit, time to repent again 
Mostly men have a gun just put that down on circle purpose 
When the poo of the world, got me standin by the circle
just fly stand by. I flew all around the world but you can't be a fly dude with out a fly girl. {Ya'll really need to step ya'll female game up. Forget
to get out of my head
Comes full circle all in the end, I hope
Could one-word shirts in songs be just a joke?
And her name is a never-ever-ending game
Casualty, wept over the whole fuckin galaxy
Battle me, your styles a game like Sorry
Or like Atari, I'm gnarly just like a Harley
Davidson, I take
acting like we rap
This the circle that'll murk you, blackout, short circuit
Somebody show them square ass niggas the first exit
This here reserved for
acting like we rap
This the circle that'll murk you, blackout, short circuit
Somebody show them square ass niggas the first exit
This here reserved for
fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I
were mine 

Love can be a sweet thing 
Girl I just don't understand 
Made a game outta lovin' you 
Now I hold a losin' hand 

Musta got lost,