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"Ain't With You"

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[Chorus: singer (The Game)]
I don't care that you lookin Beyonce on her best day
(I fuckin wit'chu)
You got your high heels on and your body warm but tonight
(I ain't wit'chu)
You got your hair did right and your panties too but tonight
(I ain't wit'chu)
Could be night, girl, but tonight
(I ain't wit'chu)

[The
I'm tired of playin games, you pissin me off
I'm watchin LeBron so holla when this go off
You say I be trippin but it's you that be gone
Always bringin up be givin me dome
I ain't to hear that, I'm just tryin to chill
So chill, like Chamillionaire or Mike Jones
All in of my flat screen, True Religion black jeans
like Ciara, I ain't Bow Wow or 50
Tryin to get me but I out, I could blow your back out
Lay you down, put it in the hole, Stackhouse
We used to hit midtown, all them stacks out
Run through the Louis Vuitton and clean the racks out
Used to feel good, when I watch Porsche back out
You bought Keyshia Cole album, now you to act out
Flippin like a Sidekick, tell me is that 'bout?
You can't the heat, get the fuck up out of Shaq house
out

[The
Bitch, I'm rollin 21's and
Not the club, the on that platinum Range Rover
My neck's so iced out, my so shined up
I hoes line up, see a pole climb up
Brown or light skin, black or white skin
If she could it low then she could be my night friend
Or my one stand, if she got a nice tan
Before I I cut the light off of your nightstand
Back to the house, my girl wanna real sex
Nah, I keep my kids like Spears' ex
Take her back to the future, I even here yet
And that line was fly, I'm a Leer jet

Game]
Stop girl, stop playin
Stop playin girl, playin!
playin girl, stop playin
I stop playin, you better stop playin
'Fore I break you off a Kit Kat, you know I wanna hit that
Banana split that, but a nigga had to sit back
Cause that's what we do, when girls be with the
Every mornin on "The View", them girls be with the
Enough all the riff-raff, let me see your cat walk
I'm old school, Garfield, I can make your cat
But I'm a gangsta, so back off
Keyshia and DMX, I'll leave yo' ass with thought
For

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