Lyrics A.I. With The Braids - The Game

Zombie on the track

I′m A.I. with the braids
I'm A.I. with the braids
I′m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid
I'm A.I. with the braids (fuck bitches)
I'm A.I. with the braids (get money)
I′m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid

(Get money)

Call me a saint, call me a sinner
The 405 eatin′ Lamborghini for dinner
(Fuck bitches) Like any member of Junior M.A.F.I.A
Versace shades, I could see the opp in ya
Hatin' is a disease, Usher Raymond
Stop it, the Tommy got more power than Kanan
They wanna know what I whispered in 50′s ear
"G-Unit, motherfucker, the real Ghost is here"
(Fuck bitches)
Like A.I. did
Fucked a few Kardashians if I say I did
Ben Simmons, dribble rock all day I did
Can't a motherfucker tell me ′bout the way I live
(Fuck bitches)

I'm A.I. with the braids
I′m A.I. with the braids
I'm A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid
I'm A.I. with the braids (fuck bitches)
I′m A.I. with the braids (get money)
I′m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid

Mac, uh
I'm A.I. with the braids, I′m Lil' Wayne with the braids
I′m B.I. with the braids, deep side, let us praise
Young Lebron with the braids, I'm Kawhi with the braids
I′m K.D. with the Dray's, I'm M.J. with the J′s
A.I. with the braids, with the designs like a maze
I Facetime with my babes, but it′s me-time for my fav'
I crossover then I move on, hit her with the hesi, move on
Like A.I. with his shoes on with his headband and his jewels on
A.I. with his jersey untucked, A.I. with his jersey too long
A.I. out in Georgetown, Young Buck, A.I. with the afro uncut
A.I. with the jersey all white with the big shorts over the black tights
Turn a gameday into a game night, turn a team fight to a gang fight
A.I. with the gun door, point guard with the gun door
Lil nigga with a A.K. look like A.I. with Mutombo
Chuck throw it, that′s my blood bro, I'm his young bro from the N.O
Like A.I. on some gumbo, gangsta on court and in court

I′m A.I. with the braids
I'm A.I. with the braids
I′m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid
I'm A.I. with the braids (Fuck bitches)
I'm A.I. with the braids (Get money)
I′m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid

My favorite number 3, my bitches come in threes
Two of ′em from the 623s
Did them Air Jordans dirty
Bought the Rolls-Royce truck to match the Georgetown jersey
Triple double, yeah, my team all ate
Don't braid a nigga hair unless you get the part straight
Blow that shit
See any stripper I like and I′ma throw that shit
Blackout in the club on some Kodak shit
All red Reebok answers, Bodak, bitch
Thug Life, you better know that shit
Don C Mitchell in that Sixers shorts, yeah, throwback shit

I'm A.I. with the braids
I′m A.I. with the braids
I'm A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid
I′m A.I. with the braids (fuck bitches)
I'm A.I. with the braids (get money)
I'm A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock, crossover, young nigga get paid