- Rules of the Game (Clean LP Version) 歌詞 Jermaine Dupri
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- Jermaine Dupri Rules of the Game (Clean LP Version) 歌詞
- Jermaine Dupri
- Yo, yo, see around here
How many things can make y'all bounce
You know wha
I'm sayin'?
Left to right, right to left, it's
So So DefAn' yo, let it go
Rule number one, my ******s gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on, strap-on
******s love to hate, so get your cap on, cap on
One for my ******s, ain't none for hoes
Free drinks for my ******s stayin' crunk, throwin' bows
It's ya boy'
Manish Man in this ********* ***
******s love to hate, hoes jock 'cause
I'm gettin' rich
Keep my mind on my fetti just to let you know
Strapped with rocks , [Incomprehensible] an' cameras in my black fo'-fo'
On the east-side, ******, tryin' to get me some paper
Lythonia,
Stone Mountain, all over
DecaturThese hoes be lovin' the player, chasin', callin' me '
Baby'But ****** that,
I rather trot, these hoes are too damn shady
Look , I don't need a ************,
I'm ridin' down for me
An' ****** a gang of ***** *s, see,
I'm a soldier
GAn' ain't another ****** who got more got game than me
You need to check yo' ****** ******t because it's lame to me
Since '91 been payin' the cost to be the boss
Got no time to floss because the game's throwed off
Rule number one, my ** ****s gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on, strap-on
* *****s love to hate, so get your cap on, cap on
Number one, my ******s gotta chase the cheese
Number two,keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, don't forget to put ya strap on ya side
******, who ride, who ride?
South side,
South side
If anybody know 'bout paper chasin', it's me
Playboy J to the,
E N DSteady showin' ******s how we do it down south
Steady ridin' ************t that ain't even came out
In the club,
VIP is where you find me at
Private planes, ice chains,
I don't know how to act
Every city got me somethin' pretty, keep 'em on they back
If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that
If it's my ************t off the top, you can tell
Cranberry, pineapple, four bottles of
BaleCats that play sports, rap fresh from jail
Hoes in packs, screamin' out, “
ATL”See, I'm the type of ****** that was built for cash
Drive me an' droppin', puttin' down a smash
Knowin ' nothin' in life but how to make these hits
Get paper, spit game in, pull me a ************
Rule number one, my ****** s gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on, strap-on
***** *s love to hate, so get your cap on, cap on
Number one, my ******s gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, don't forget to put the strap on ya side
******, who ride, who ride?
East side,
East side**** ** these hoes, ****** these snitches
Down south ******s, chop twenty-inches
****** these snitches an' ****** these hoes
Four TV screen's, big
Chevy, four doors
******s best believe
I'mma represent
Hardcore ******s gettin' dead presidents
Where the real ******s went?
I'mma let you know
Lay back with the strap an' they ain't found no mo'
These lil' ******s trippin', all that hollarin', screamin'
I know yo' momma saw *** *********, she should've swallowed that ******
Now I'm drivin' through your block, red hot like a demon
****** it back, all you see is the beam from my demon
And it ain't no ping ping ******, black eye, black eye
No respect for the game, you better watch out, watch out
Got this ************t on lock an' now you locked out, locked out
All that hate on a playa gon' get you knocked out, knocked out
Rule number one, my ******s gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on, strap-on
******s love to hate, so get your cap on, cap on
Number one, my ******s gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother******' hoes on they knees
Number three, don't forget to put the strap on ya side
******, who ride, who ride?
East side,
East side
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