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while that booty shaking steady
Dancing in stilettos, make your boy flip
Bout 3 or 4 times backwards, to get up on them hips
Lips, chips, it ain't

simple to be fair
Got that touch that
Makes me rush, and

Now I know you don't know
Play it cool, take it slow
Way you staying solo
'Cause I know,

I can't love you at least not in that way
'Cause baby I'm too used to you
Too used to your face
Too used to your ways
Too used to the games that

Yeah you can tell the bartender
Make she bring us some bottle nigga
Men I feel good spending time with my brothers nigga
Ice Prince and M.I one

tell the bartender
Make she bring us some bottle nigga
Men I feel good spending time with my brothers nigga
Ice Prince and M I one of the hottest niggas

the wave but you don't make it to the beach
Men am blessed with the verses I don't rap me I preach
And I got thugs and they never on a leash
So you best

of the game 
And it's time to make away 

If you could see through my window
Tell me can you feel my pain
As I pour my heart into 
Everything I do and say
Yes I

how far that we came
And I swear we gon' conquer!
We finna win in this game!
And the pain just makes us stronger!
So we wake up with a smile
Sleepin'

At the age of 12, I thought
I could start over without a plot
So I played all my days away
Made up these games that I could play
On repeat all-day

Never knew I could make that much in revenue
Stop comparing me, focus on making a better you
They said I’m a dick, I’m no Richard got a Nixon on my wrist

Attention was your favorite game

The only problem with that
Is you would go and show it to whoever would pass

But girls like that they don't really get

make the same mistakes I did 
Ah lets go

[Verse 1]
I was running outta town
In & outta clubs
No work all play and I...god I was a player
But at home I

and you put fake minks on your back that's not a good look/

This is 2005 music
Live music
Make you wanna lean to the side
And drive stupid
I'm roca wear

stay on me I'll empty this clip if you run up
I was educated by the alleyways playin' the game that I had to play
And if you survive then you graduate

Bootsy-ass busta, motherfucker
So what's up with the kid from the gutter
Fuck around and make Dangerous a sacred place
Producing them fake-ass tapes
And you

to call us names,
Now they want our autograph.
To get the girl and make the grade,
Its all a show its all a game,
And I would lose it if I played,
Its all

happen 
U the player on the team that dont feel like a captain your a woosie 
But i cant lie are bitch got good pussy 
Head game straight trash but her

the way

Then I started thinking and I started over thinking 
This boy is just playing games 

Why you so complicated?
Boy you know you're always on my mind

gotta be on my game 
It's the 4th quarter, It's 4th down with a yard to gain 
Bitch I'm Major Payne 
Sir yes sir they gon bring the pain 
I been slaying

only rockin' fine jewels
One day I want my money rainin' like a monsoon
Then i'll be runnin' the game like a fuckin' tycoon 
Since a kid I had dreams

tenderloins (Ha)
You know, you gotta make it home, 'fore your nigga go up your dome
Not tryna break up your happy home or, unhappy home
Whatever shit you

just a pawn. I ain't talking about where you sell your jewelery.
Or a small lake where water be flowing fluidly.
Life is like a game of chess.
My next

only way you'll elevate
Meditate, gotta stay in the faith
I got the sauce on this (Ha!)
Look at the flick of the wrist (Yeah)
Came in the game like

souls
It protects us, but sometimes it makes us terrible

Light becomes shadow, your hero behind bars 
We tell ourselves that we are what we are 
On every