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(feat. Bo-Roc) |
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[M&M] |
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Crept in, made my way to the back |
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Slid through the crowd, now where the hoes at |
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Cuz I'm comin in spittin game for mine |
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Seen this hoe on my jock and she's all on my line |
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Stepped up to her cuz I got conversation |
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Asked her her name, what hood you sayin |
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She was down to drink so we shook the spot |
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She order pink panties and Gin on the rocks |
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Took a seat at the bar then I sipped on my drink |
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Mellowed out, hit the smoke now she's all on my team |
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Spittin game while I'm peepin the facts |
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And if I had a theme song, it'd be who's the mack |
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Cuz she was gettin tipsy, wit me and my game's tight |
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And she'll be down to knock boots by the end of the night |
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So I downed my drink and left an empty bottle |
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Told the homeys I'm out and I'll get am em tomorrow |
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[Chorus: Bo-Roc] |
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We say we lie, I'll blow your mind |
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Cuz I'm runnin game |
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I dont love you so |
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Just thought I'd let you know |
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I'm runnin game |
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[DJ Glaze] |
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10-4-5, I'm stepped in a club to spit game so baby girl whats ya name |
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I see ya in the cut tryin to peep my out |
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I got clout, plus I'm just a G no doubt |
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So let me conversation like a flossy mack |
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Wit ya curly brown hair hangin down to ya back |
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I never thought I'd see a proper hoe like you |
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So if you got two friends hook em up with my crew |
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I know, you know, how we run game cuz true players dont change |
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Mobbin round town with the west coast sound |
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Its DJ Glaze, a Filipino G puttin it down, now |
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You should take heed to the game I'm spittin |
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So I keep trippin |
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If ya get hurt I ain't the one to blame |
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You shoulda known I was a pimp its the G and I'm runnin game |
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[Chorus] |
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We say we lie, I'll blow your mind |
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Cuz I'm runnin game |
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I dont love you so |
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Just thought I'd let you know |
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I'm runnin game |
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[T-Dubb] |
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Once again its on me to come bouncin through |
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Wit a fifth of hennessey |
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Mobbin fo the L-B-C |
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Slidin wit my crew and a gang of my kinfolk |
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Thats entered the front door and see whats poppin Locc |
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12-4-5 I see skirts on the floor |
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Doin the butterfly and dippin with a tootsie roll |
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As I made my way through the crowd |
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I seen this poppin lil skirt, hold up now |
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Cuz she was lookin across the room to get a glimpse |
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Movin and groovin and now the bump begin |
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So I intervene on the scene, with that lean |
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She peepin me out if you know what I mean |
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We was groovin in the back of the club so dont shove |
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She had me posted up and sayin come on Dubb |
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So I had to break it down like a G would do |
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Sippin on drank gettin doubt from my crew |
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Ain't no shame in my game, what you seein |
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Its me T-Dubb and the homeys straight G'ing |
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Time to leave the scene and hit a spot |
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So go and put it down on this track Bo-Roc |
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[Chorus] |
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We say we lie, I'll blow your mind |
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Cuz I'm runnin game |
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I dont love you so |
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Just thought I'd let you know |
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I'm runnin game |
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Keep runnin, keep on runnin, keep runnin, keep on runnin |
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We say we lie, I'll blow your mind |
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Cuz I'm runnin game |
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I dont love you so |
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Just thought I'd let you know |
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I'm runnin game |
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Keep runnin, keep on runnin, keep runnin, keep on runnin |
