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"Ain't Fuckin You"

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[Chorus: singer (The Game)]
I don't care that you like Beyonce on her best day
(I fuckin wit'chu)
You got your heels on and your body feel warm but tonight
(I fuckin 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)

Game]
I'm tired of your games, you pissin me off
I'm watchin LeBron so holla when this go off
You say I be but really it's you that be gone
bringin up Tanisha be givin me dome
I ain't tryin to hear that, I'm tryin to chill
So chill, Chamillionaire or Mike Jones grill
All in front of my flat screen, True Religion jeans
like Ciara, I ain't Bow Wow or 50
Tryin to get me but I back out, I could blow back out
Lay you down, put it in the hole, Stackhouse
We used to hit midtown, throwin all stacks out
Run the Louis Vuitton store and clean the racks out
Used to feel good, I watch your Porsche back out
You Keyshia Cole album, now you tryin 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 and over
Not the club, the dubs on that platinum Range
My neck's so out, my wrists so shined up
I hoes line up, see a pole climb up
Brown sugar or skin, black or white skin
If she could drop it low then she be my night friend
Or my one stand, if she got a nice tan
Before I leave I cut the light off of nightstand
Back to the house, my girl have real sex
Nah, I my kids like Britney Spears' ex
Take her back to the future, I even here yet
And that was fly, bitch I'm a Leer jet

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

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Trackmasters, that T.M. shit, that
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