| It ain’t nothin to a playa baby
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| Im babalous, i got game
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| Read my slang, baby
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| It ain’t nothin to a playa cause im babalous, i got game
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| Its just a day in the life
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| Play like im shy
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| But im fly
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| Say what I like
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| A lot of dudes prayin i dont lay with they wife
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| But you can have her back
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| Its ok, you alright
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| I dont want her for life, she just gon stay for the night
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| So calm your nerves, cause your way too up tight
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| Your sharin your girl wit a playa tonight
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| So deal with it homie
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| My honey gets jealous everytime i hang with they fellas
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| But my money gets jealous when im hangin with cinderellas
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| They think i got they glass slippers, but i got a news flash
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| I not your ass-kisser, you’ll get cruised past
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| Scoop up a lil momma in a H2 hummer
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| Grab the cucumber
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| You a woman? |
| do somethin
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| Id cut for ya, but your not the one
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| So go back to ya baby-daddy, just call me for fun
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| Hun
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| Its all good, girls come and they go
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| I gotta get one thing straight when they come through the door
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| No, i ain’t trippin, but if your trippin, keep trippin, you’ll fall
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| And that means you’ll be replaced to take a trip in the fall
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| Im undefeated when it comes to hollarin at white girls
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| When im in the club dudes be got somethin like girls
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| They askin if im mackin to they ex-girlfriend
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| Well, that all depends on what your ex-girl spends
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| Ok, let me break it down
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| Its a numbers game
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| Im gunna give you a few examples
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| Just peep what im sayin
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| Im 72 percent mackin to hoodrats
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| The other 28 got STD’s
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| Thats true facts
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| Picture me in a honey-dip, off in the benz
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| Off with the top, now we flyin off in the wind
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| She offerin skins but, no i just wanna be friends
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| Cause lil' momma steady coughin up flem
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| I can’t do it but
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| Movin' on in the blue Yukon
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| This lil chick on the side, steady usin the horn
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| As she demonstrates all that she can do with her tongue
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| Invitin me to come through for some bun
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| Give me ya number, Im 88 percent on them dark-skinned ladies
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| They be tellin me that we would make beautiful babies
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| But that translates to, I wanna drive your mercedes
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| But this boy spittin game ain’t lame
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| Know what im sayin man?
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| I pit stop
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| This lil chicks on my jock
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| Im rich but she think im not so i switch to a six drop
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| Its a mystery like hitchcock
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| Why the rims keep on spinnin when the car makes a quick stop
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| I love mackin to some stuck-up chicks
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| I treat em like piss, and still pull five out of six
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| They in my mix for my 24 inch chrome kicks
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| But fix ya brain, cause papa-bear dont trick
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| Give me a kiss, muah
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| I love hispanic girls that resemble selina
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| They tell me, Aiy papy, bomonos seena, coseina
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| But all of those dont translate
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| What this chicka sayin?
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| I ain’t playin
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| I like girls all types, all colors
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| I got a army of temporary part-time lovers
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| When through with em, ima scoop up one of my many others
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| Its probably they sisters, they cousin, maybe even they mothers |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Got Game , by - Chamillionaire. Song from the album Controversy Sells, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп