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game over - stitches lyrics

[verse]
game over, game over
i’m like 50 in his prime, tryin’ p-ssy -ss n-gg-s cause they always tryna act hard
i’m a rich motherf-cker drivin’ in the foreign car, best belive my d-ck is always hard
young rich n-gg- drivin’ maseratis
f-ckin’ with a puerto rican shorty
i’m a c-ke dealer, everybody know it
money in my pocket and i always throw it
when you rich, motherf-cker, you don’t give a f-ck
a n-gg- say he gon’ k!ll you, tell him, “good luck”
servin’ c-ke outta bandos
i walk in the club wearin’ sandals
young fresh n-gg- ’til they put me a grave
i’m a young millionaire and you know i’m feelin’ great
money in my pocket, money in my bank
can’t f-ck with a b-tch if the p-ssy stink
double cup all that muddy
c-m on her face now it’s flooded
vvs diamonds on my jewelry
i blinded her sight now she’s suin’ me
dade county that’s my city
money, money, money, like i’m p. diddy
i dare somebody to say different
f-ck around with me i k!ll you to be specific
f-ck a p-ssy -ss n-gg- named the game
p-ssy -ss n-gg- that shall be your name
tmi gang that’s my squad
i make a phone call and i k!ll you and your dogs
i get a greenlight to shoot you redlight
wa-wa-wa, that’s a bad night
i ain’t got no sympathy for p-ssy n-gg-s
tyga and the game, they some p-ssy n-gg-s
and you beefin’ with young thug, he weigh eighty pounds
f-ck with a real thug, you get eighty rounds
and i understand why 50 cent dropped you from the g-unit
the game? he used to be a stripper
game over, game over, tmi gang takin’ over
p-ssy -ss n-gg-, you a p-ssy -ss n-gg-, you a p-ssy -ss n-gg-
p-ssy -ss n-gg-, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy -ss n-gg-

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