my niggas man, for life man I tell y'all niggas like I tell Busta man I love you nigga Real recognize real, I mean, game recognize game (Hiccups) You
Buy a little car, buy out the bar. [Q-Tip (Meda Leacock)] ("All in...") ...for the people who move wit' me. ("All in...") ...for the nights of ecstasy
, like that white princess If you lookin for sympathy, you better look between R and T, in the fucking dictionary See the object of the game is to win
can't go wrong if you agree. Soon two hearts will beat in ecstasy. You're a woman, I'm a man. This is more than just a game. I can make you feel so right
He would never ride with Ja Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na [Verse 1: Eminem] You ain't no killa, you a pussy That ecstasy done got you all emotional
, call me papi, hottest I be fly as feathers But but bout that, sh shawty housed that, You you got that prowl cat I wanna pop it like ecstasy, pretty
I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee Name a nigga in the league got more game than me I play hard, there
Chorus: If you were my man, i could be your fantasy And if you were my man, i'd give you sweet ecstasy Yes if you were my man, what i'd od If you were
the stage we can Face Off Watch me rattle your Nicholas Cage Bring heat in ridiculous ways never compromise Look into my eyes tell me what you see (what?) Victory ecstasy
mama off schedule Got me achy, call me papi, hot as saki, fly as feathers B-but robbed that, sh-shawty house staked, g-got that prowl cat I wanna pop it like ecstasy
give em jus a little then watch em fiend for more Yea they want more they hot and they want more They love the way I kick it they addicted to ya boy I'm ecstasy
for every V And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy I'm a playground legend like Kirkland Pee-wee Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
Lock eyes from across the room Down my drink while the rhythms boom Take your hand and skip the names No need here for the silly games Make our way through
sin But when I'm finished you say do it again Girl, you like it I ain't mad That's because I just wanna be bad I'm tired of playing games You always
oh well, oh well And half of the time you knew he was lyin' Said he was on his rizzily grind He's providin' so well And now he's out there runnin' game
party's still goin Bass still knockin, +Pimp Juice+ still flowin 'Tics in the back, you can smell the chronic blowin I got girls all around, I got my Hef' game
' average, everybody jang a lang Nobody livin' savage, e'rybody got change Even the paperboy deliver out the back of a Range It's not a game, it's a beautiful
