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"Ain't Fuckin You"

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

[The
I'm tired of playin your games, you me off
I'm watchin so holla when this shit go off
You say I be trippin but really 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, like Chamillionaire or Mike grill
All in front of my flat screen, True Religion black
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, like
We to hit midtown, throwin all them stacks out
Run through the Louis Vuitton store and the racks out
Used to feel good, when I your Porsche back out
You bought Cole album, now you tryin to act out
Flippin like a Sidekick, tell me what is 'bout?
You can't take the heat, get the fuck up out of house
out

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

[The
Stop playin girl, playin
Stop playin girl, playin!
Stop playin girl, stop
I said stop playin, you stop playin
'Fore I break you off like a Kit Kat, you know I wanna hit
split that, but a real nigga had to sit back
Cause what we do, when girls be with the chit-chat
Every mornin on "The View", them be with the chit-chat
with 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 I'ma off
Keyshia and DMX, I'll leave yo' ass with that
For

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Trackmasters, that T.M. shit, shit
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