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can't win.
Roulette, you're just a fantasy.
It's everything that you want it to be.

Play the numbers one by one, fire the shot and the damage is
It's on you know I see em
Like mike no play I'll beat em 
Reach back skirt off I'm leaving 

Fuck that shit back on my goals 
Yea I'm back  in my mood 
This scary as fuck now
Use to brush him off now I let it play out
Every other instance it's a chopper
And I'm spraying out
Getting chase by coppers
part-time lover
And then a man called our exchange
But didn't want to leave his name
I guess that two can play the game
Of part-time lovers
You and me,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
the bitch off like a route ran by DeSean
I got the pass from Vic, not D-Wayde, still goin' up like LeBron
If you in the pass on the freeway, Mix the Tape up
serious
So misses Lotus
Know that Flower Bomb
Lemme Taste
She walked away
I heard her say
You always tryna play
Boy get out my face
You playing games
You
yet
Like for now i'm just out ere i'm out ere
Playing the game
Alright
Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeahyeah
Play the game
That's right that's right that's
Yeahyeah
gon play with me
That YO double P E R gonna stay with me
Rockstar got raw, big gun hot car, not far
You going to make it with me, you got war ducktape
, money limp when I walk
Beat a bitch back in, big dick dinner soft
Big clip by the couch, wearin' zips, that's an out
Public housing, no authority
you're just a fantasy
It's everything that you want it to be

Play the numbers one by one
Fire the shot and the damage is done
Restless lovers pay
part-time lover
And then a man called our exchange
But didn't want to leave his name
I guess that two can play the game
Of part-time lovers
You and me,
part-time lover
And then a man called our exchange
But didn't want to leave his name
I guess that two can play the game
Of part-time lovers
You and me,
you was just a freak
but I don't play them fuck boy games I'm 'bout my chedda cheese


I'm layin down the rules its a game that you lose...
its mob, its
, they don't play the game

Riding by two lovers
Needing her love again and many times forever
Ooh, hope they're gonna make it
Do you want to spend
vibe and play it out yeah
I'm only up because I know that you might come on by
I left my ringer on high
And I left on a light
And when the morning sun
Through my ice blings
I'm a bad motherfucker, I ain't use a rubber
Super-lover, so soon
You'll say hello to your newest brother
The truest colors what I
fingers up
V.I.C. the god i be seatin' on the game fuck kobe
i'm the king like my name was lebron james (I said It(x3))

[Chorus]
im in this bitch stuntin'
of y’all niggaz don’t know tha rules

Chorus-

We gon play by tha rules   X4
Play by-  play byplay by tha rules    X4

Verse 2

See tha game ain’t got  no
the notion
Love is a game
Did you imagine his emotion
Everybody plays it the same
Ever was the kind t' go f'coolin'
It's a game - why' play by the rules
part-time lover
And then a man called our exchange
But didn't want to leave his name
I guess that two can play the game
Of part-time lovers
You and me,
play I can tell by the stats
Word of the day to relax
That's after the wait and that after the crash
And that's after classes
And that's after clashin
check it out, one two
It's not a game, y'all so check it out

Carmel cruising brother
Your latest lover smothered for deeper cover
Ass blown to breaks,
digits by using my digits I'm going all in, I know I'm the ticket
Bih know i'm the bomb, the time just ticking
Streets ain't the same, dirty game, been

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