Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Special, artist - The Game.
Date of issue: 17.01.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Special |
Aw man! |
Aye Game, don’t tell me you love her |
I mean I like the bitch, I don’t love her |
Next thing you know you gon' be all boo-boo'd up with her and shit |
Fuck that! |
Girl I’ll do anything to make you feel special |
Man it’s easy to see you’re special to me |
Whether we lovers or friends, we’ll always be |
I want you to know, you’re special |
L-A-X to J-F-K, that’s where it all happened |
Caught you walkin out that Gucci store in Manhattan |
I was in chains and cuffs, you was wit’cha girls |
I was in that Aftermath chain, you was in pearls |
It was me against the world baby girl; |
you had dreams of stardom |
The Prince of Compton meets the Queen of Harlem |
First date at Mr. Chao’s it was kosher, I wore culture |
The fur, the Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, Dolce |
You’re runnin circles in my living room, tearin up sofas |
McLaren or Rover, fuck it ma let’s tear up the highway |
Let the Sprewells spin 'til the plates fall off |
Then we can go one-on-one in Dre’s house |
Jeans painted with the waist cut out, you rock 'em the fly way |
That lil' bit of Compton mixed with Bed-Stuy way |
And girl, I’m not tryin to excite you, I’m tryin to wife you |
Bamboo earring, white Air Nike you, yeah |
Girl I’ll do anything to make you feel special |
Man it’s easy to see you’re special to me |
Whether we lovers or friends, we’ll always be |
I want you to know, you’re special |
I like your style, like the way you move, the way you talk |
The way you smile, the way you swingin them hips when you walk |
The way you look, the way you ride when you workin them thighs |
The way you lickin your lips when you look in my eyes |
You down for me? |
I’m down for you |
You go down on me, I’ll go down on you |
I wanna do all the things that your man won’t do |
I’m from the hood, so I know how to handle you |
Keep you in pink rocks and G-Unit canvas shoes |
Show you how to gangsta lean when the Lambo move |
I’ll take you to New York City, Atlanta too |
Show you how to fly them birds and them hammers through |
And you know |
Girl I’ll do anything to make you feel special |
Man it’s easy to see you’re special to me |
Whether we lovers or friends, we’ll always be |
I want you to know, you’re special |
Let me tell you 'bout the birds and bees |
How I stand on the block all day and flip birds and ki’s |
Your boyfriend don’t like me, cause he don’t get a fourth of my cheese |
And you can take back the Porsche and his keys |
Hop in the Range Rover, you ain’t gotta force him to leave |
I got a chrome four-four in my jeans |
You got Gucci frames coverin the mark on your face |
Cause he don’t want you to leave, and I don’t want you to stay |
Sometimes I wanna snatch that nigga out his CLK |
I know he treatin you the way K-Ci did Mary J |
I wanna, ease your pain, kick off your Louis sandals |
Let me, wipe your tears with my G-Unit bandana |
You make me wanna peel you out them jeans when you rockin them |
It’s «Me & My Girlfriend» like 2Pac and them |
Jay-Z and Beyonce, or Bobby and Whitney |
We the 0−5 Bonnie and Clyde, feel me? |
Girl I’ll do anything to make you feel special |
Man it’s easy to see you’re special to me |
Whether we lovers or friends, we’ll always be |
I want you to know, you’re special |