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dedicated - game lyrics

featuring: pharrell, game, pharrell

dedicated to all my n-gg-s up north
dedicated to the dirty south of course
dedicated to all my n-gg-s on the east
dedicated to west coast n-gg-s is beasts …
this from us to you and all of them
don’t get gas my n-gg- watch your rims

i started off in a hood, in what you would call a lemon..
me? i was a nerd, n-gg-s thought it was a gimmick.
now i got the maybach, curtains in linen..
white maranella with the burgundy in it.
tinted?
for real.
now watch how we spin it.
river side drive in about 5 minutes
4 5 2..
achoo..
make a n-gg- sneeze when we ride by you.
ice cream jeans with a march yellow top..
polo 7-5-8s with socks.
am i high?
fa sho
how we count dough?
we count commas..
yall n-gg-s count 0’s
come to vip n-gg- we can count hos…
don’t forget the candy pan sittin on vouges.
plus i got banana clips under my clothes..
this is redicated to n-gg-s that flips o’s.

chorus

ayo come to garcon..
y saunt lauran
you ever seen the hard bottoms on a long vauze?
the bullets make a n-gg- hit the bottom real hard..
you ever seen the spikes on the new lou vuittons
spike a b-tch drink make a b-tch go hard
red air max with the f-ckin go-karts
when you already did it, what the f-ck is go hard?
synchronize automotives, walk out with no charge.
wit yo broad,
oh lord, while your wife at somewhere typin
we on rodeo somewhere swipin.
you do it like nike, my sh-t lightnin
back to back lambo, inside frightnin
this sh-t criminal we should be indicted..
your chicks riding shotgun, had that as dikin
like paquiao fightin.
this sh-t is exciting

chorus

top down, b-mpin bar-kays..
hermes bucket with the tom ford shades.
four shades..
four seasons..
six-fours..
more reasons..
more money..
wh-r- season.
are you listenin mah?
your cheesin.
we at the staples on the floor, whole season..
its the pink slip club, n-gg- no leasin.
ya ex-boyfriend, policin…
brush em off like my moncler fleece son
you know im gang affiliated, dont get naughty.
we could call henchmen..
or we could call shorty.
or we could call hector..
or we could call jorge.
papi owe me favors..
i know he wont ignore me.
everybody loco n-gg-s gotta show me..
tell ya girl theres a fire in my pants..
blow me.

chorus

- game lyrics

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