She Belongs to the Game (исполнитель: Troy Ave ft. Young Lito)
But I love her though! So sad, so sad, so sad That chick ain't yours You mighta [bad word] that girl You mighta said you love that girl But she belongs to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing So [bad word] what you frontin' for? Ey [bad word] what you frontin' for? She belong to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing I don't be cuffin' these hoes I just be bustin these hoes That's just the way that it go Too real [bad word] in the feel [bad word] Porsche 911 with the wood grain creeper Drop top boy I ain't tryna save money It's a [bad word] shame that you tryna save honey She just wanna roam Give a [bad word] dome Without an insecure [bad word] blowin' up her phone Where you at, who you with, whole lotta questions Got her in a chicken wing no it's not wrestlin' Super fly [bad word] punk [bad word] hold the ropes [bad word] through for this body slam, whoah She ain't under arrest, let the girl free Let [bad word] out and [bad word] with a real g H-O-S-T at the crib, power Jet jacuzzi, gettin' dirty in the shower That chick ain't yours You mighta [bad word] that girl You mighta said you love that girl But she belongs to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing So [bad word] what you frontin' for? Ey [bad word] what you frontin' for? She belong to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing crack star turned rap star I'm that ??? We went to jail and turned Allahu Akbar Did it for protection I did it with affection Hit it with that good ol' long hard erection Shawty ask 'Why you such a motherfukin' playa?' Imma text you the answer I'm gone baby, later Out yo door to get bread When [bad word] home there's no food still you fed Up get it, up live it Readin' books like a sucker Your girl sound asleep cause a real [bad word] [bad word] her You reach for the booty and she tell you don't touch her You put the pillow on your face and yell 'Oh brother' She don't like flowers or movie dates She like my [bad word] in her mouth and gun on my waist One shot empty it out she lovin' the taste That's the [bad word] to put a smile on her face That chick ain't yours You mighta [bad word] that girl You mighta said you love that girl But she belongs to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing So [bad word] what you frontin' for? Ey [bad word] what you frontin' for? She belong to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing Thought you had a wife huh Busy trickin' tryna change that whole life huh But that don't stop her from creepin' every night huh Shoulda knew that that [bad word] wasn't right [bad word] How could you wife her Hov done had her done had her We all hit it player you ain't the only batter Yeah you her man but you don't even matter If you knew the [bad word] we did you'd prolly stab her Then turn around and take her back anyway Knowin' we could have that [bad word] any way Misisionary, doggy style, any day Don't worry, crack a smile, you'll be OK! So sad, so sad, so sad So sad, so sad, so sad That chick ain't yours You mighta [bad word] that girl You mighta said you love that girl But she belongs to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing So [bad word] what you frontin' for? Ey [bad word] what you frontin' for? She belong to the game And when she's with me I let her do her thing ( So sad, so sad, so sad So sad, so sad, so sad ) x2