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"Ain't Fuckin You"

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That T.M. Game!

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

Game]
I'm tired of playin games, you pissin me off
I'm watchin so holla when this shit go off
You say I be trippin but it's you that be gone
bringin up Tanisha be givin me dome
I ain't tryin to that, I'm just tryin to chill
So chill, like or Mike Jones grill
All in of my flat screen, True Religion black jeans
Dancin Ciara, I ain't Bow Wow or 50
to get me but I back out, I could blow your back out
Lay you down, put it in the hole, like
We used to hit midtown, all them stacks out
Run through the Louis Vuitton store and the racks out
to feel good, when I watch 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 up out of Shaq house
out

[The
Bitch, I'm 21's and over
Not the club, the on that platinum Range Rover
My neck's so out, my wrists so shined up
I hoes line up, see a pole climb up
Brown sugar or light skin, 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 nightstand
Back to the house, my girl have real sex
Nah, I keep my kids like Britney 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, stop
Stop girl, stop playin!
playin girl, stop playin
I said stop playin, you stop playin
'Fore I break you off like a Kit Kat, you know I wanna hit
Banana split that, but a real nigga had to sit
that's what we do, when girls be with the chit-chat
Every mornin on "The View", them be with the chit-chat
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 that thought
For

That T.M. shit, uh-huh, that T.M.
Trackmasters, that T.M. shit, that
T.M. shit Game!