Love Game Something's burning, I can't figure out what It's either lust or a cloud of dust Judgment 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 walked, the louder I paused for a minute to make certain that's what I heard 'Cause after all, this is her place So I gave her the benefit of the doubt Think I might be about busta busta The thought's so scary, yo that it hurts, brace Hope it ain't, there 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 it, you can suck a softball through a straw, used to be my fiancé Till you sucked on Wayne, Andre, and Kanye Lebron, Akon, Jay, Lil Jon, Raekwon, Ma$e Polow Tha Don, Drake, Dante Ross, James Conway, Kwame Guess I'm getting my goddamn jigga on 'Cause your name, I'm beyond saying But fuck it, I'm moving on, you women are all crazy But I'll probably always keep on playing the game of
Love, love, love, love
She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more She hates my company, yeah, 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 loves me like she never did before And I told her go where you want And go do what you want to do, I don't care And I told her go where you want And go do what you want to do, I don't care
I told that bitch I'm a sucker for love, you're a sucker for dick Sucking dick in your momma's tub till 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 you '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 fucking Ferris wheel Fucking spending on me, fuck you think we gonna get married still? Fucking Mary had a little lamb, this ain't no fairy tale Fairy godmomma better tell you how I fucking feel Like you should fucking beat it or fucking 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 fucking with me, you cut me up, a Caesarean 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 'em diligently and killing 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 talking poetry, yeah, I got some home training That ain't what you like, ain't it? What about if I was famous As Marshall, would you give fellatio in the carpool Cops pull us over, they just wanna know if you gargle, singing I hope she's good enough, meanwhile you're chasing her Chlamydia couldn't even get rid of her Pity the fool that pity the fool in me, I'mma live with the game of
Love, love, love, love
She doesn't love me, no she don't love me no more She hates my company, yeah, 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 loves me like she never did before And I told her go where you want And go do what you want to do, I don't care And I told her go where you want And go do what you want to do, I don't care
So needless to say I'm feeling betrayed Snatched my house key off my keychain She jumped off, Wee-Bey from The Wire, scape Now she's chasing me with a cheese grater Here goes that broken record, cliché, it's all my fault anyway She's turning the tables, I'm a beat-break She treats my face like seratos, she cuts and scratches like a DJ Each day is an instant replay They say we display symptomatic erratic 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 Then I realized that she may be as crazy as me, wait Bitch cut my fucking break lines, stepped on them fuckers eight times Still going 73, thank God there's an exit coming up But them other F-U-C-K's all would've hit the off ramp So I coast into a gosh damned aw hit a fucking tree Now here she comes at full speed, she's racing at me Ok, you wanna fuck with me, eh? Snatch the bitch out her car through the window, she screaming I body slam her onto the cement until the concrete gave and created a sinkhole Bury this stink hoe in it, then paid to have the street re-paved 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 lying next to me in bed Directly aiming a gat at my head Woke up again and jumped up like fuck it, I've had it, I'm checking 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 fucking dramatic Man, what the fuck is the matter? I'm just a fucking romantic I fucking love you, you fucking bitch Combative, possessive, in fact last time I was mad at an ex I actually set off a chain reaction, a tragic event I said 'hit the road' and after she left I sent that bitch a text I 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 a model covered in L'Oreal and mace, who fell from grace Eleven stories for story telling but the whore was yelling 'rape' So the vocal cords were swelling And her voice were more hoarser than Tori Spelling's face Still they swarm the gates and my fans making stakes To greet Norman Bates with a warm embrace Unless you're Andrea Yates, don't ask me for a date, don't be late Well, the sentiment's great, but wait then there's been a mistake You want an intimate date, I wanna intimidate I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of Wait, dinner at eight I have infinite hate in my blood, it's mainly because of the game of