is pumping through my veins (play the game) Driving me insane Come come come come play the game play the game play the game play the game Play the game everybody play the game
pumping through my veins Play the game Driving me insane Come come come come come play the game Play the game play the game play the game Play the game Everybody play the game
Give me everything tonight For all we know we might not be here tomorrow Let's do it tonight Don't care what they say All the games they play Nothing
Let's play a love game, baby love game When you want love, when you want fame Though you in a game, though in a love game Let's play a love game, baby love game
shit, you close your mouth and let you ass talk Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add salt Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on dead bolt
to prove Don't talk it, walk it My niggas outside on them walkie talkies Pop that trunk Pass that dutch Let's get crunk Baby don't play dumb Baby
brain, girl I'm in your corner do what you want it's your thing, girl Oppositess attract, but we one in the same, girl it ain't a game So I can't play
every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh) You can't tame Lloyd, I'm smokin by the big screen (yeah) And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
walk The way that we talk, cocky the state of New York Hot now, top down at the Rucker game New coupe, no roof, playa what's my name? Now Brooklyn, Queens
is a promise on Diddy's honor, I'm a father T'Yanna And teach her that with all the drama, don't even bother On repeat, all of your albums play back to
it's no equal Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get cook With the game and the soldiers sit When I came, the game that I owed you
, beauty queens, everyone's a mystery It's got me losing control Yearning, I'm yearning for the one to steal my eyes Wanna play in this game of disguise
mother Flat packs will end as brothers, the bloody covers Bloody gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves I'll strung a nigga all day to my dear play You
mother Flat packs will end as brothers - the bloody covers Bloody gloves like Yo-J, AK's my brainwaves I'll strung a nigga all day to my dear play you
the paw 'Cause my niggas ain't the big ones, just big guns Pushin' the limits of this game till I gets my piece I put my true queen Darlene in a white
the flavor of the week Now would you still remember my name? Could you still remember my name? In the pop game Living in the pop game In the pop game