Текст песни THE GAME - DEELA

Deela on this beat
So you gotta bump it harder
Weak ass trim nigga please call your barber
Dumb ass bitch, 'bout time you got sharper
I ain't got time for you fake ass hoes
Your nigga on lock
So I keep him on his toes
She's an opp
So I gotta group her with all my other foes
We're not the same bitch
Not even close
Your nigga he gifts ms
He gave me a rose

Bitch please I know what I like
I see how you hate
I'm all you despise
I'm all that you lack
So I take the blame
Not my fault you can't play the game
You so mediocre
While I'm top tier
Look at her and say
Never wanna be ya
I know that I talk, but I walk it too
Don't be scared bitch join me too

Way I be rapping they calling me crazy
Look at you nigga, you embody old navy
I heard the last time that you tried to cheat
You got curved like a curb then you went to beat
(EW)

You ain't worthy of my hit list
Niggas queuing just to hit this
Make 'em pay dummy thick bills
When I walk give em big chills

The game is the only thing I like to play
When you talk to me hun
You best not delay
Go against me?
Get down to pray
I'm sexy and cute
I don't do that foul play
You had him already
When I called him ugly
Yikes bitch
Get up your standards
Do what I say like I'm a commander
Listen to me he looks like a gander

The game
The game
The game
The game

It's messing some people up in the head
Some girls they be crying cause you took their nigga
That nigga is broke you paid for your dinner
Some people that hate it
Just cause they can't take it
My heart's super locked
Some say it's dead
Just cause you can't do that
Now I am a threat?

(Hahaha)
I can only laugh
I'm a tall girl, so I neck it like giraffe
I'm enjoying myself
Bitch I'm having a blast
Really, damn nigga
How long did you last?
Look in the mirror
It's boo boo the fool
Oh my God girl
I'm embarrassed for you
None of that nigga you ain't my boo
Cannot blame you nigga
You hooked like a fish

Waiting for shooting stars making a wish
I see that you bagged him
Just know he ain't special
So many girls have saved him as 'dick'
The game bitch I swear
Can you handle this shit?
I'm in my own lane
So I do not compete
I know I'm the shit
Not the shit you excrete
That nigga you had him
Sorry he's mine
Didn't do it on purpose
You know I am fine

The game
The game
The game
The game

I'm laughing I swear as I'm writing this shit
DEELA been rapping, you know it's a hit
Not rapping for long, but you know I can't miss
Pussy is pricy boy that ain't no myth
Think you're the first?
Funny you're fifth
Don't try to play
If you know you ain't it

Word of advice
Have loads of options
Get you a nigga that eats up his portions
These fools
They build like kids
Ain't feeling him baby?
Call that shit quits
Leave him there honey
Begging on his knees
And if he starts crying
Then he ain't the one
Fuck with these niggas
Then go and play dumb
That way he knows
That you weren't the one

I'm loving the game cause I play it well
Bag me a nigga no kissing no telling
We talking that's all
Ain't no time for settling
Things on my mind
A relationship
Not
Say what you want
Maybe call me a slut
I'm young and single
I'm moving that way
Either you want me
Or either you don't
I don't care nigga
I sit on my throne

The game
The game
The game
The game
(Bitch, you know how this shit goes)