Yo, I could've been had fame Jump shot with a stupid ass aim 'Cause you couldn't get around the last name So my crossover wins the last game And it's
'em come, I seen 'em go, still I remain. Sweetie, you goin' on your 14th minute of fame, I'm over 10 years strong still running the game Cut the comparisons
'm Sewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for it Eventually, see they can't beat then with me they join Others sworn, under oath or banished, left completely scorned You tell lies, get
why I tuck em in not givin' a fuck again D.R.A you add the K.E a hundred grand and you lables can not Play me I'll never go broke Fuck em I'm flashin
'em Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills, used to get 'em Now you're gettin' fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em You swore you'd never hit 'em,
cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop Joints that rock, play the background Hand 'em a jock, hold 'em a glock (Hahaha) Money to get
as it get Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this Bet your block love it, find me only with the grimy Gutters of the street where my mind be Play the game, get
? I see you eyein' me I want cha, why don't cha come to me? I can be what you need, ooh baby I?m standin', been waitin' I?m yearnin?, ooh I?m burnin? Get to know me, come and get
me out on the dance floor I'm tryin' to get it twirly on the dance floor Everything remains the same, might spit-talk to it Then "Change The Game", might
flow to get up with Diddy And now we fi'nna blow Niggas in the hood show me love I'm the girl Pimp tight let my mink game down to the floor Pardon
these cats done went too far One phone call send two cars And still get searched by security guards I guess that's what I have to do Take the game international
five-speed, smirkin then pull up at high speed Can you enterprise and rise like cream do? And leave em talk about the last time they seen you? Game is
shows are borin', you're just not pleasin' 'em Stop teasin' 'em, you can't rock Palladium We bring New York back like that Westside stadium Fuck the game
I want her to feel it in her chest I want her to feel it in her soul I want her to lose control Mary, talk to 'em [Mary] I Yeah I You takin'
dudes too much Me lose my touch, never that If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat Where the true players at? Throw your roadies in the sky Wave 'em
I'm tired of niggas hating on a muthafucka Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches You got to keep bubblin' on 'em Platinum doublin' on 'em
meant it Speak of the man [Chorus] [MJG] Pimp tyte! M-J-G Fin' to get up on the mic with a passion Get up on some pads Gwen, my chick get her ass
'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get
