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Sir Mix-A-Lot - I Got Game lyrics
(Girls voice) "Man I wish I could find me a brother with some game" To the rescue! Here's a little somethin' for you whacked out suckers Rollin' twenty third sellin' dope to cluckers Your bank is thick but you got no game Spittin' at freaks runnin' superfly slang I'm pullin' up the ave' hard as hell In a droptop 'vette with a greenwood tail Girls are jockin' lookin' for a knockin' Smart investments keep me clockin' You know a 'vette only got two seats Just enough room for a player and a freak Rollin' in the park, 'n I seen this cutey L.A. face, with a Oakland booty She's on tip, but I'm playin' that role Talkin' to the home boys, showin' my gold Skeez on bell, levi smell I'm spittin' that game, and I'm spittin' it well Rolled up, pulled up on the girly "Girl you wanna ride in my 'vette?" "Why surely!" That's right baby, blowin' me a kiss Thinkin' Mixalot gonna make you rich Highside, highside, vapors that's right Can't get play 'cause my games so tight Now she's wit' it, skirts in effect Layin' on the back-a my 'vette I got game, I got game, You know I got game, I got game POP THAT GAME Bye-bye baby, Mix gotta roll Switch to the Benz and I gotta get mo' Hit the strip, seen this skinny Butt shook like a four twenty-six hemi Not just butt, baby hadda motor Stacked to the max, hair to the shoulders She's older but I can mold 'er Dropped that game and it hit like boulders Now she's sprung, sittin' in my Benz Rollin' up the tent so you can't see in Playin' that old Luther stuff "You wanna get with me, this ain't wild enough" That's a cue, sorry Luther Brother you can sing, but I just can't use ya Thought she was cool, but the girl likes beat Freak freak freak freak, baby wanna freak Def 'n dope, "You slangin'" Nope. Callin' me a dealer 'cause I sport fat rope Step hoppin' that game, knowin' I can get it "Take me to the Lakers Mix, so we can get wit' it" Oh no, time for the ramble, bring a jimmy hat 'Cause I hate to gamble Huffed 'n puffed 'n I just got in Messin' up the backa my Benz I got game girl - I got game Two down, two to go. Can't live a night right if I don't knock four I'm in a big five hundred S E L Interior hot, with a perfume smell Took it on home, hit the shower 'Bout to get busy in one more hour Ducks look, but they never will find me Hopped in my number two Benz, one ninety Here a skirt, there a skirt Everywhere a skirt, skirt Gotta have game, if you wanna get work "Ah, you ain't nothin'" Some suckers wanna crush me Smooth, wit' a move, baby girl. Rush me. Here it is, from the wizard of hip-hop A lesson in game, make the girls get hot Picked up a girl named Mattie Caught static from the sucker in a seven two caddy Mattie was hot, but her name was "not" I ain't worried 'bout that, I ain't tyin no knot Took her to the hotel, game went strong She thought I spent bank, but I really spent coupons But it's cool, 'cause my rhyme went smooth Savin' my money, 'cause my mouth is a tool Rolled up close, when I hit the spit I ain't worried 'bout my breath, 'cause I brush my teeth Popped that game, freak got weak Hit that jackpot, slapped them feet Mattie got busy with the bedroom eyes Layin' on the big king-sized I got game - I got game, girl - I got game - I got game Yeah that's right home cut, I got G A M E, snatchin' up girlies an' rollin' up suckers, know whatta I mean. Through with Mattie that makes three "I'm gonna miss you babe, you gonna miss me?" Got loose 'cause the girl hadda big caboose Hadda break down 'cause the girl had juice "I'm gonna miss you baby" Smooth ain't it? Girls so sprung that she almost fainted Headin' for the crib, tired brother When I spotted me another. Baby looks good So you know what the means Drive around the block when the gangsta leave Open that sun roof, crank that beat Bumpin' up the avenue, impressin' them freaks What's up baby? Grow so big, the girls all tip like funk 'ol pigs Runnin that game, 'cause I wanna get work Sit don't rip rap home girl shirt Here she comes, hopped in my car Somethin' 'bout my Benz goes far in bars Spit, spit, runnin' that game I'm feelin' confident about another thick dame All of a sudden, my game got crushed Some sucker pulled up and his ride was plush Rolled up smooth, the girls was waitin' 5 point Oh, twenty four K Daytons Oh-oh, think quick 'cause my girls jumpin' on home boys tip Better change my game, try another lure 'cause home boys lookin' like Al B. Sure But it's cool, 'cause I whipped out bank Big dead presidents made her think Back in effect, situation in hand I'm the brother that the others can't stand An' I got game, I got game, you know I got game |
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