Love Game

Lyrics

Something's burnin', I can't figure out what (out what)
 It's either lust or a cloud of dust
 Judgement is clouded, must
 Just be the powder from the power of (love)
 But I'm in something I don't know how to get out of
 Left my girl in the house alone
 Is that my soon to be spouse's moan?
 And the further I walk, the louder
 Pause for a minute to make certain that's what I heard
 'Cause after all, this is her place
 So I give her the benefit of the doubt I
 Think I might be about to bust her, bust her
 The thought's scary, yo, though and it hurts, brace!
 Hope it ain't, here we go, yo
 'Cause my head already goes to worst case scenario
 Though in the first place
 But you confirmed my low end theory though
 Should've known when I made it all the way to third base
 And that was only the first date
 Could've made it to home plate
 But you slid straight for the dome and dove face
 First, no you don't understand
 I don't do this for anyone, ever
 Yeah, that ain't what they all say
 I'll say, you can suck a softball through a straw
 Used to be my fiancé
 'Til you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye
 LeBron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e
 Polow Tha Don, Dre, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame
 Guess I'm gettin' my g-god dang Jigga on, eh?
 'Cause your name, I'm beyond sayin'
 But fuck it, I'm movin' on, you women are all cray
 But I'll probably always keep on playin'
 Game of love, love, love, love
 La-la-la-la-la love
 She doesn't love me
 No, she don't love me no more
 She hates my company
 Guess she don't love me no more
 I tried to get her up out of my head
 Left my bags at the door
 She screamed she loved me like she never did before
 And I told her, "Go where you wanna
 Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care"
 And I told her, "Go where you wanna
 Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care!"
 I told that bitch
 "I'm a sucker for love, you a sucker for dick"
 Suckin' dick in your mama tub
 Then your granny walked in
 Told the stupid nigga to duck under the water
 He drowned, like an abortion
 They booked you for manslaughter
 You beat the case and I called ya
 "Sherane is not available now, leave a message at the tone
 And Kendrick, don't forget to buy two pair of those
 Expensive heels, you little fuckin' Ferris wheel
 Fuckin' spinnin' on me fuck you think
 We gon' get married still?
 Fuckin' Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale
 Fairy godmama better tell you how I fuckin' feel
 Like you should fuckin' beat it
 Or fuckin' eat it while I'm on my period
 Now have a blessed day"
 Bitch, you serious?
 I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious
 Why you ain't fuckin' with me
 You cut me deep as Cesarean
 You know I want you bad as a Benjamin, I'm delirious
 I want you bad as the head shattered on George Zimmerman
 After the Dillinger hit him diligently and killin' him
 His mouthpiece for a Cadillac emblem
 That's analogy and metaphor for you
 I should win a medal for all the ways I adore you
 This is me talkin' cordial, yeah, I got some home training
 That ain't what you like, ain't it?
 What about if I was as famous as Marshall?
 Would you give fellatio in the carpool?
 Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle
 Singin', "I hope she's good enough
 Meanwhile, you're chasin' her"
 Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her
 Pity the fool and pity the fool in me
 I'ma live with the
 Game of love, love, love, love
 La-la-la-la-la love
 She doesn't love me
 No, she don't love me no more
 She hates my company
 Guess she don't love me no more
 I tried to get her up out of my head
 Left my bags at the door
 She screamed she loved me
 Like she never did before
 And I told her, "Go where you wanna
 Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care"
 And I told her, "Go where you wanna
 Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care"
 So needless to say I'm feelin' betrayed
 Snatch my house key off her key chain
 She jumps off Wee-Bey from The Wire's dick
 Now she's chasin' me with a cheese grater
 Here goes that broken record cliché
 It's all my fault anyway, she's turnin' the tables
 I'm a beat-break
 She treats my face like Serato
 She cuts and scratches like a DJ
 Each day is an Instant Replay
 They say what we display is symptomatic of addict behavior
 Back together, but forgot today was her B-day
 She cut me off on the freeway
 Simple misunderstanding
 But just as I went to slam on the brakes
 That's when I realized that she may be crazy as me, wait
 Bitch cut my fuckin' brake line
 Stepped on them fuckers eight times
 Still goin' 73, thank God there's an exit comin' up
 What the mother-F-U-C-K's wrong with her?
 Hit the off ramp 'til I coasted to a goshdamn halt
 Hit a fuckin' tree, now here she comes at full speed
 She's racin' at me, okay, you wanna fuck with me, eh?
 Snatch that bitch out her car through the window
 She screamin', I body slam her on the cement
 Until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole
 Buried the stink hoe in it, then paid to have the street repaved
 (The fuck?) Woke up in a dream state
 In a cold sweat like I got hit with a freeze ray during a heat wave
 Guess I eventually caved though
 'Cause she's layin' next to me in bed
 Directly aimin' a gat at my head!
 Woke up again and jumped up
 Like, "Fuck it, I've had it, I'm checkin' into rehab"
 I confess I'm a static addict, I guess that's why I'm so clingy
 Every girl I've ever had either says I got too much baggage
 Or I'm too fuckin' dramatic
 Man, what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fuckin' romantic
 I fuckin' love you, you fuckin' bitch!
 Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex
 I actually set off a chain reaction of tragic events
 I said, "Hit the road," then after she left
 I sent that bitch a text that said, "Be careful driving
 Don't read this and have an accident"
 She glanced to look at it and wrecked
 Too bad, thought we had a connect
 No sense dwelling makes
 Never been a more compelling case
 Than the model covered in L'Oréal and mace
 Who fell from grace 11 stories for storytellin'
 While the whore was yellin', rape!
 'Til her vocal cords were swellin'
 And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spellings' face
 Still they swarm the gates of my fancy estates
 To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace
 'Less you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date though
 You're late, well, the sentiment's great
 But wait, think there's been a mistake
 You wanted an intimate date, I wanna intimidate
 I have infinite hate in my blood
 It's mainly 'cause of the game of...
 Wait, dinner at eight? I have infinite hate in my blood
 It's mainly 'cause of the
 Game of love, love, love, love
 La-la-la-la-la love
 

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Duration
04:56
Key
9
Tempo
106 BPM

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