s not a game, it's just called The Game There'll be no referees, no halftime reports When the game is over, The Game is over You can't put a quarter in
's not a game, it's just called The Game There'll be no referees, no half time reports When the game is over, The Game is over You can't put a quarter
Traduction: The Game. Lookin At You.
, be my penis ejaculator later Tell you boyfriend that you just struck paydirt You rollin' with' a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin' [Hook:] Livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at
sexy little thing [Chorus] I wish you would push op on me I wish you would push op on me I wish you would let me if you say you want me push up on
at? where them fly girls at? where they at? where they at? where they at? Where your lighters at? where your lighters at? where they at? where they at? where they at
[Verse 1] You said we girls but all the while, you look at my man with a funny smile. Now I don't look it might be me, but ain't no need to bump so tightly. That night we all hanging at
gots you shattered Heard that your man is scattered That mack was plastered You fine thing, thing (You're fine thing think) Look at me good ain't with that game
if you gonna play me you can walk Thought you was at the mall, Shoppin? with your friends Lookin? for a dress for a wedding you was in Just the other day, Stopped in at your work You
m givin' you 11, boy, you're worth that one Only you can rescue me I will provide anything you need Chorus: I need a one man woman And you need a one lady man (I understand) Girl you
it, Grittin it, grindin it, grippin it Poppin, lockin, droppin and dippin it Pickin it up and lickin it Never missin a beat or skippin She know that the fixtures diggin it Look at
you just that fine If you got imagination then imagine mine [Marty James: Chorus] A fairy tale a piece of fiction Tell me she's make belive Got a body you
, with the {trigger} All you {pussy niggas} scary, if you mad, say my name You a Playstation {nigga} I don't play no {fuckin'} games (Games) I ain't comin
look at that the speaker's quakin and I ain't fakin Like half the rappers in da nation so many trees look at the leaves That I be rakin and like inflation
