you're cute, think it's cool [Chorus] Don't you be a bit surprised, that maybe soon they'll realize 3 of you, and you're the same, busy playing baby games
you're cute, think it's cool [Chorus:] Don't you be a bit surprised, that maybe soon they'll realize 3 of you, and you're the same, busy playing baby games
think you're cute, think it's cool [Chorus:] Don't you be a bit surprised, that maybe soon they'll realize 3 of you, and you're the same, busy playing baby games
got the sauce, baby, we got the juice We keep 'em in a frenzy fiendin' for more On the Thug Line with F.B.G., 7th Sign And Mo' Thug once again we about
so baby talk to me You took her she went from the ghetto streets To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
you black The one with the red gold green applejack Baby Bam, I chose the name I don't want the fame I just wanna play the game Beads around my wrist
the beat the jets and the producers some condolance flowers time in incriments of money not in seconds or hours no matter what you do to do is gon come second
Whip 2 seconds done dipped, smashed out in tha glass house West Coast mentallity, here ta switch drop tha ass out Im out on errthang, underdog, deadly game
Scrimin' on activity activity love pop A few just relaxin' symphony ah, Baby Bash Oh it's that man again, Baby Bash That's him with a game So deep you
and sheepskins, hunters make my coats from Polars Support women, give 'em section 8 loyalty With 50 thousand baby strollers Send private jets out every 5 seconds
my grandmother warned me Them goddamn felonies will haunt me, taunt me No second chance, back to the same block Go home, my baby mom done changed locks This a game, ma? Okay the game
a bomb threat Game watered down you work harder or less Just give it all to my daughter wit death Until then love me Cee and Neef baby give us a second
right here Rubia huh? Papi screamin' out of they mouth Bombshell, just a second mami, wanna speak out What I need in my life, make ya body freak out Baby
Hey you gon miss up on the g-funk era Ya know we said things won for warren g, and soon turned superstar 11-10-7 D that was my intro And now I'm makin
Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas Engineer that, sick ass high 7 Just a trouble on my ting-ting Raider Ruckus Doc no More killa death trap Engineer that
