get familiar
Singer:game, the
we keep it hot like miami
raise the motherfucker roof in here
and we shinning like some chandeliers
i got a plan make you rain ten stacks
for the whole patron bottle
where the sheep through back
i got the niggers jumping
i keep a 45 up in my rollies in the sky
and i stay blazing like brandon roy
i make it rain boy like i'm lil wayne boy
and timbaland my flamethrower so. who want it with game?
i got a rolls phantom they walk like a great thing
you know how this shit goes
so nigga don't start and it won't be said
they done gettin' poppin'
i got the sickest chain on me and you can see it glow
i'm hitting mothers and daughters between those
you stepped on my air force ones
we gonna take a shot of this patron
she popping one every one
i don't want her in the fam
i don't hear no talking baby
i'mma bring her back down from whatever planet she's on
timbaland gave me mad props
get more head then laptops
you niggas said you bought it
my lambo's got stash spots
so don't make the dash prop
you all wanting but fuck what you saying.