Royce Da 5'9" - Spit Game (G.T.A. Mix) (Feat. Pretty Ugly) | Текст песни

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• Spit Game (G.T.A. Mix) (Feat. Pretty Ugly)

Lyrics to Spit Game (feat. Pretty Ugly)
[Pretty Ugly]
Yeah, uh-huh
Pretty Ugly, Royce Da 5'9
1, 1-2
We spit game nigga...
We spit game nigga...I'm here now..

[Pretty Ugly]
Now take a look at me, how it fell [feel] to see me balling?
(P.U.!!) Yeah, y'all heard what the callin'
Pretty Ugly, that Philly cat wit the chipped tooth
That wear low shirts, Guess jeans, and Tim boots
I only drink 1-51 Rum Passion
No Cris, I'm a thug, I don't like flashin'
I can get a better bitch wit something a lil' cheaper
and my whole body smelling like reefer
'Dro or Babbage? I don't care, I got a bad habit
Try to fight it? I ain't even took a jab at it
Why quit? I love to talk shit
I love them dick licks, when I'm taking a long hit
I spit game all night, my mind ain't been right
Y'all dudes ain't that tight, I put it in black and white
I'm sick of rappers tryin' ta sign me, stop makin' offers
I ain't here to see y'all, I come to talk to your bosses

[Hook]
Ma-MI, don't you hear my name?
I'm tryin' ta get you to try ME, so you can play my game
BOOM BOOM... La La La La La Laaa La La La La La La
BOOM BOOM... La La La La La Laaa La La La La La La
BOOM BOOM... La La La La La Laaa La La La La La La
BOOM BOOM... La La La, Laaaa La La La La

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I said, he wanted a piece of me, I won't break, nigga
Here is a piece of my heat that I won't take
He's been, sold a dreamer
Had the privilege, ta hold the nina
You've been exposed ta peanuts
Grown niggaz speak wit their hands, they know how to bring it
Down to fold they fingers, slingin' as Ol' as English
My gold feet, smokin' it rolled, that's how it be
When a hoe scope, smokin' the coal, she eye me
She probably sip on a nutta, it's probably
Why these chickadees love us, we still slip on the rubbers
Why is it that bitches would be sensitive lovers
(We keep you bitches fly) We keep a bitch on the cover
Niggaz heard it's our label so snap out
Niggaz try to cover the card table, they crap out
In Japan like I'm the man you lucky to know
Cause I be fuckin' these hoes like, yo touchi yo toes

[Hook]

[Pretty Ugly]
I spit game, it's real shit no riddles
Girls at the bar, meet me in the middle
Back that ass up, shake it jus a little
Come on, show me something, make yo titties jiggle
You gotta love the way I spit it cause my game is tight
Its Pretty Ugly, I'm the same boy yo friend like
Aint nuffin changed, I'm the shit baby, it's my time
Spit game, the boy papes, Royce Da 5'9

[Royce Da 5'9"]
What in yo mind'll make you think my click would be trickin'?
Boom, I'm the bomb, bitch, coz my dick'll be tickin'
We can split 50-50 stitches, paying for bitches
My lips strictly for sippin', they ain't for lickin'
Game - came for bitch now you swallow the doe
Glow - 'til I holla, 'til it 'aha' fall on the flo
I'm takin' this action, but you oughta know
That I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, but yo daughter's a hoe

[Hook]

Uh, yeah, uh huh, "Pretty Ugly", "Royce Da 5'9'' what, 1-2, we spitt game nigga, we spit game nigga, we here now

Now take a look at me, how Philly see me ballin' --P.U.
Yeah you heard wit they call em' Pretty Ugly the Philly cat wit tha chip toof'
That wear low shirts,Guess jeans-n-tim boots
I only drink 151 rum passion, no christ ima thug-n-I don't like flashin
I can get a bad bitch for somethin' a little cheapa'
And my whole bidy smellin like reefa'
Dro ain't babage I gotta bad habbit
Tryna fight it I ain't even took a jab at it
Why quit? I love ta talk shit
I love big hips when I'm takin' a long hit
Spit game all night and my mine been right
Ya'll dudes ain't that tight and I'll put it in black& white
I'm tigherd of rappa's tryna make offa's
I ain't here ta see ya'll I came ta talk ta ya bosses

[Chorus]
I said momi,-- don't chu hear my game
I'm tryna get chu ta try me--so you can play my game
Boom-boom-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-boom-boom-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-boom-boom-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-boom--boom-la-la---la-la-la

I said here's a peace of me and I'm gonna take it(nigga)
Here's a peace of my heat that I won't take
He's been sold a dream'a he had the prevalege to hold the neena
He's been exposed ta penis
Grown niggas speak wit they hand 'causez they know how ta bring it
Know how ta fold his fing'as slingin the oldest english
My co-fee, smokin a roll that's how it be
When tha hoe start smokin the co she I'm me
She prolly sip on tha nutta,she prolly winey
Chickens still love us but we still slip on the rubba's
Why is'nt the bitches sensitive lova's
We keep these bitches flyyy-we keep em' on the cova's
Niggas is humble this is our label so snap out
Niggas try ta cova' tha card table and they crap out
In japan like I'm the man you be lucky ta know
That I be fukin these hoes like yo-tochy-you-toes

[Chorus]

I spit game this is real shit no riddles
Girls at the bar mmeet me in the middle
Back that ass up shake it juss a little
Come on show me somethin make ya titty's jiggle
Ya gotta love the way I spit it 'causez my game is tight
It's Pretty Ugly I'm the same dude ya friend like
Ain't nottin change I'm the shit baby it's my time
Spt game the boy Pates Royce Da 5'9''

Wat' in ya mind ta make you think that my click be trippin(boom)
I'm the bomb 'causez my dicka will be kickin
We can split 50/50 of sticka's, payin fo' bitches
My lips is fo sippin strectly and ain't fo lickin
Came fo bitches and now you swalloin go
Till I holla (ahh) part of tha flow
I'm takin this action but chu' wanna know that
I'm sorry Ms.Jackson but cha' daughter's a hoe

[Chorus]

Songwriters
MONTGOMERY, RYAN D./THELUSMA, ANDY/MANN, CHARLES M.