Album Cover I Got Game

I Got Game

Chamillionaire

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It aint nothin to a playa baby

Im babalous, i got game

Read my slang, baby

It aint nothin to a playa cause im babalous, i got game

Its just a day in the life

Play like im shy

But im fly

Say what I like

A lot of dudes prayin i dont lay with they wife

But you can have her back

Its ok, you alright

I dont want her for life, she just gon stay for the night

So calm your nerves, cause your way too up tight

Your sharin your girl wit a playa tonight

So deal with it homie

My honey gets jealous everytime i hang with they fellas

But my money gets jealous when im hangin with cinderellas

They think i got they glass slippers, but i got a news flash

I not your ass-kisser, you'll get cruised past

Scoop up a lil momma in a H2 hummer

Grab the cucumber

You a woman?do somethin

Id cut for ya, but your not the one

So go back to ya baby-daddy, just call me for fun,

Hun

Its all good, girls come and they go

I gotta get one thing straight when they come through the door

No, i aint trippin, but if your trippin, keep trippin, you'll fall

And that means you'll be replaced to take a trip in the fall

Im undefeated when it comes to hollarin at white girls

When im in the club dudes be got somethin like girls

They askin if im mackin to they ex-girlfriend

Well, that all depends on what your ex-girl spends

Ok, let me break it down

Its a numbers game

Im gunna give you a few examples

Just peep what im sayin

Im 72 percent mackin to hoodrats

The other 28 got STD's

Thats true facts

Picture me in a honey-dip, off in the benz

Off with the top, now we flyin off in the wind

She offerin skins but, no i just wanna be friends

Cause lil' momma steady coughin up flem

I cant do it but,

Movin' on in the blue Yukon

This lil chick on the side, steady usin the horn

As she demonstrates all that she can do with her tongue

Invitin me to come through for some bun

Give me ya number, Im 88 percent on them dark-skinned ladies

They be tellin me that we would make beautiful babies

But that translates to, I wanna drive your mercedes

But this boy spittin game aint lame

Know what im sayin man?

I pit stop

This lil chicks on my jock

Im rich but she think im not so i switch to a six drop

Its a mystery like hitchcock

Why the rims keep on spinnin when the car makes a quick stop

I love mackin to some stuck-up chicks

I treat em like piss, and still pull five out of six

They in my mix for my 24 inch chrome kicks

But fix ya brain, cause papa-bear dont trick

Give me a kiss, muah

I love hispanic girls that resemble selina

They tell me, Aiy papy, bomonos seena, coseina.

But all of those dont translate

What this chicka sayin?

I aint playin

I like girls all types, all colors

I got a army of temporary part-time lovers

When through with em, ima scoop up one of my many others

Its probably they sisters, they cousin, maybe even they mothers