The Game
The Game - Ali Bomaye lyrics
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[Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Yeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin And my four door looking really photogenic Jam ‘em on the tire, interesting won't expire I'm in the class up and all my teacher got fired Money getting long pussy rate keep rising Versace outfit cost me 3, 000 From the paint houses, did it from the weak hours Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweat and sour First you get the power, then you get respect I'm getting so much money I can buy you bitch Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it I like clubs where all the women working naked Fell in love with the waitress what the fuck I'm thinking Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky Ah, that's pimpin' that's slick Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent [Verse 2: Game] Fuck y'all mad at me for Got a black car, and a black phantom With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana) Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true) Ali Bomaye!, Ali Bomaye! I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's Ali Bomaye!, Ali Bomaye! My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case Fuck y'all mad at me for Cuz my belt got two G's on And her... got two... on And my daughter's... got... Free Big Meech, Free... and C-Murder Like New Orleans n like Baltimore, come to compton you'll see murder And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers I'm insane and u Usain, nigga better turn on them... Got