I came in the game
Let me know pretty baby
Displaying amazing things
Is he doin
Drop top whips
You might need somebody
Ice chains and rings
new in your life
Somebody who is your type
The flows I flip straight
Blow your brains
Call me up, anytime
I get with chicks
It could be the two in the night
Don
On hind sight
You can call whenever you like
I don
I ain
Shit, Moma, you
I got my cash up
the freak I need,
So I
I
alcohol and weed
I
Enough to cover every
But I
night this week
I need this one
The way I see, I don
To protect my frame
care about your man,
He don
Niggers that get bread
Gotta have toasters
Besides, he ain
Or have a thug friend
Look, he treats you wrong
Whatchin
All I wanna do is help you
Get your freaking on
Everywhere I go, man
I roll with my soldiers
And we clicked right away
Big-Bro fool
We wasn
We takin over
So kick your man to the curb
Where he belongs, uh,
Don
don
Chorus
Don
slang them things
But I love my man
Got that whip with amazing rims just for ladies not gentle men
It don
Hear my song don
He knows who I am
look too long
It don
My thing must look extra
And we got big plans
cris cuz all eyes on me when
It don
I
I don
Looking at me like I ain
just don
Looking at my car like
Cuz I can make you feel right
it ain
It don
But I
It don
chicks like it ain
Hook you up with real ice
So when they
It don
baby daddy I ain
It don
Make your fantasy real life
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It don
So what if I twist a chick
It don
one time then make a switch
You know that sounds real nice
Don
It don
So what if I get my doe on
Cuz my man he cares for me
the road slanging bo
And always there for me
Don
Through thick and thin he
So what if I go on the rowdy only bitches and thugs around me
Don
Yeah but is your
So what if I mac this way rap
man loving you right?
this way and I
Or do you need a thug
in your life cuz baby girl
Here we come again,
Randy the type that
things are not the same,
Come up to your crib my
We now run the game
version of a night cap
Don
Your man thinking that
dough and how it grows
it
and grows and grows...
Its
You know you can
spend and the love we show
we are not to blame,
If I was your man then
Snatching all the fame
I
We got the rhymes the
Need time i'm ma cancel my plans
beats to thrill
So just let that man be
You know the deal
and start a new relationship
with me, stress free
You don
You can find ecstasy next to me Randy gives you 20%
You just want a bubble
extra free and em!
Up in the club
Getta Drink, getta a double
Chorus
Pull up a girl make sure
she don
But I love my man
You can get that if you
It don
don
He knows who I am
Now you feeling good
It don
True your brocking out and that
And we got big plans
And the base don
It don
fuck about and that
I don
When you bounce you
just don
be leaving out with that
Cuz I can make you feel right
Up in the draws you
It don
be skinnin out the cat
It don
If that ass ain
Hook you up with real ice
Titties ain
It don
don
It don
Matter of fact, you should
Make your fantasy real life
be happy with that
It don
Cos if it wasn
It don
You know that sounds real nice
Chorus 2
It don
So what if my chain iced out
Cuz my man he cares for me
bling in the club when
And always there for me
the lights out
Through thick and thin he
Don
So what if I scoop a chick
Listen! You should respect me for the fact that I
regardless of who she with
I like to have a good
Don
time but I
So what if my car on dubs
Ain
drop top when I pull up
with emotions in fact
at the club
My night ain
Don
up with me on my back
So what if I hang with the
So just move over and
G
leave me alone
ride with me
No I
your ice and your chrome
Here we come again,
Talking bout whips,
things are not the same,
well I got my own
We now run the game
Why you think I
Don
dough and how it grows
Chorus
and grows and grows...
You know you can
Coz I can make you feel right
we are not to blame,
Hook you up with real ice
Snatching all the fame
Make your fantasy real life
We got the rhymes the
You know that sound real nice
beats to thrill
Chorus / Outro
You know the deal
Them manz Ain
Gimme the mic
Let me bust it up
I got da lyrical midaz touch
To shizzel my nizzel
My rhymes is tough
Plus its orginal
Every rhyme I bust I must
Come with the shit
To make the dance floor rip
Gun on my hip
But here to spit lyrics
Strictly for the Bitches
And my thug niggaz
And now we
And I love figures
Spitting them lyrical, syllables
Thug individuals
The persona is criminal
All I need is a minute to
come up with a miracle
Big Brovaz ain
Hitting you, with some shit
you can get into, flip a few
Bars of rap that
you man, I
Chorus
So what if I twist a chick
one time then make a switch
Don
So what if I get my doe on
the road slanging bo
Don
So what if I go on the rowdy
only bitches and thugs around me
Don
So what if I mac this way rap this way and I
Here we come again, things
are not the same,
We now run the game
Don
grows and grows...
You know you can
we are not to blame,
Snatching all the fame
We got the rhymes the
beats to thrill
You know the deal
