Game - Shake Lyrics N Video

The Game - Shake Lyrics and Video

Yo gimme some fries and an extra large (Shake)
b-tch hurry up, I’m late for this meeting I gotta (Shake)
I’m in the McDonalds drivethrough about to roll up this (Shake)
Gotta pee so bad n-gga doing the Harlem (Shake)
I was rollin my blunt and seen my side mirror (Shake)
thought it was my speakers then seen this n-gga’s body (Shake)
man I’m on probation muthf-cker I’m bout to (Shake)
f-ck them fires and that (Shake)
n-ggas thought that Earthquakes was the only thing that (Shake)
you can get your ass popped over the way that dice (Shake)
I bought Dre to the Hood the driver was ready to (Shake)
Guess he aint seen a real Blood hand (Shake)
or a crack fiend walking down the block with that (Shake)
everybody got a family member with that (Shake)
that ‘ll come through and steal your TV and then (Shake)
man f-ck that TV cause channel 9 used to (Shake)
couldn’t watch Magic Johnson give Isiah that (Shake)
now i got a plasma on my wall that b-tch don’t (Shake)
but that b-tch in my bed got them double D’s that (Shake)
and an ass like Trina when I smack it it (Shake)
and thats why I like it doggy style cos you can see that sh-t (Shake)
neighbors hitting on the ceiling cos I make that bed (Shake)
landlord said I make too much noise I gotta (Shake)
oh sh-t my baby mommy called and b-tch you gotta (Shake)
we was about to get it on to that Kelis milk (Shake)
I gotta hit it one more time before a n-gga (Shake)
I’mma f-ck this b-tch until her knees start to (Shake)
face in the pillow ass up let me see you (Shake)


[Chorus]
what ya momma gave you like that b-tch (Shake)
what ya momma gave you throw it back now (Shake)
what ya momma gave you let the World see it (Shake)

[Verse 2]
Me and fifty aint agree on sh-t so I had to (Shake)
aint no telling what he putting in that protein (Shake)
seen the candy shop video look at this n-gga (Shake)
and thats the same sh-t that made the n-gga Young Buck (Shake)
I’m surprised that Lloyd Banks and Yayo didn’t (Shake)
Wasn’t selling no records Jimmy Iovine said (Shake)
Only Black Eyed Pea’s making the white folks (Shake)
I drop off my album and make the whole World (Shake)
hit the Valet grab my Ferrari and then (Shake)
It’s an automatic start my keys don’t (Shake)
unless they headed out of town when the Greyhound (Shake)
going down to Miami where the Palm tree’s (Shake)
she see the cops she know the drop that Louie bag (Shake)
why you calling my phone you know the routine (Shake)
b-tch lost my bricks my Pimp hand bout to (Shake)
make my money back b-tch even if you gotta (Shake)

[Chorus]
what ya momma gave you like that b-tch (Shake)
what ya momma gave you throw it back now (Shake)
what ya momma gave you let the World see it (Shake)

Game - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics (Ft. DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes, Fabolous, Rick Ross)

Game - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics (Ft. DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes, Fabolous, Rick Ross)

[dj khaled]
ay yo game, what that do boy
it's dj khaled
i got my black and red jordan retro 6′s on
i'm all about gettin money
i love glorifying my hard work
poppin' bottles
love it too
this dj khaled, we the best
ayo game. red nation

[chorus]
all i know is bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's

wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money

bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's

wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money

[busta rhymes]
all i know is how to smash on everybody record and do what i do
and make somebody have to go and get a hearse
yo, game i don't really give a f-ck if it's your record
and you my brother my nigga i gotta rhyme fresh
see the way i coming, how i do the game, church
ask somebody, you gotta know you gotta need a nurse
let me bang em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
kill em with another verse
everybody see the way i be going and going
how i do it
the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do
we knowing how i be banging
and every sheet that i get
all the heat i be packin;
and i show it off
with all this money you know where i'm heading
and i'm gonna get the jordan's the patent 11 leathers
they really banging all the way down to the ?
and i get a couple pair with all this money i be getting
and i kill em with the bounce, you see the way a nigga steppin
and we pop bottles and we rock j's, see me reppin
let me show you way i do it before i hit you with the weapon
don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second
anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up
?

[rick ross]
i'm gettin money, bottles and rocking chains
money like i'm lebron my whip collection insane
suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss
condaminium in the clouds, 60 g's a month
50 floors, marble walls, pictures of boston georgia
?
sanctify, bally shoes, audemars, franck muller ?
?

[chorus]

[game]
bottles and rockin' j's
smokin and sippin spades
pistol tucked in my louie
heated up like i'm wade
don't do lebron's, kobe up on the weekends
jordan's mondy through friday especially when i'm freaking
them cool grey's, thats monday
them space jams thats tuesday
that spike lee on wednesday
23 in my benz eh
you know i love them 6′s especially on my ?
13′s and them spandex on thursday, it's your birthday
and firday i aint lying, king of diamonds i'm in heaven
red bone bitch poppin on my black and red 11′s
patent leather when i step in
you know what i'm reppin'
it's s double -o, w- double o
black number 4′s i aint get it from the store, buss know
all i know is

[chorus]

[fabolous]
i put footsprints in them couches
i put so much in my two step
put on for my city, i aint got no choice but to rep
i put straight shots in they hair
make pretty girls, do the ugly face
and they just my song on
move back i need dougie space like, ay, ay
then its right back to my muggin' face
? sayin put the ? out
bbm, you buggin face
we walked in, one some, bottles pop like we won some'n
raise a glass for erry'body that's done something from nothin
no grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind
cargo's and j's on, they let sun in, no blinds
all i drink is my shit
stop playin, youtube
but tonight we on that red berry and cranberry, soo woo

[lil wayne]
and i'm smokin' on that puff
sippin' on that purp
i came in this bitch with some niggas that will murk
and we aint bout all that talkn, you a dead man walking
stomp a nigga out, in these number 4 jordans
got a scope on the barrel that's a hammer with a camera
hollow tips? tip em like dancing
i don't know nothing but ? and gettin money
blood gang? in public
young tunechi
shoot a nigga up then it's deuces
head shots that f-cking vest is so useless
yeah, yo chuck? these ?
you know who ?
killer bees

[chorus]

"Ferrari Lifestyle" Lyrics - Game Ft. Fabolous

"Ferrari Lifestyle" Lyrics - Game Ft. Fabolous

[Chorus]

Ferrari Lifestyle

Tell the haters I’m sorry

I’m passing them on the rise

what can they say now

Ferrari Lifestyle

Tell the haters I’m sorry

I’m passing them on the rise

what can they say now

I know, I know, I now, I know

[Game]

[Chorus]

Ferrari Lifestyle

Tell the haters I’m sorry

I’m passing them on the rise

what can they say now

Ferrari Lifestyle

Tell the haters I’m sorry

I’m passing them on the rise

what can they say now

I know, I know, I now, I know

[Fabolous]

Yo, I’m such a sight to see I turn a hater to a tourist

The way I order Rose, I turn a waiter to a flourist

Ferrari Lifestyle, that mean I’m living fast

on the road to riches you don’t slow down

you give it gas

25 is what they couldn’t see us living past

we was broke just once

someone give us cash

Obama on the wrist, presidential Rollie

Beverly Hills coppin’, I aint Axel Foley

I’m just a young n-gga moving like a Californian

Word to proposition 19 in California

I go from 0-60, a couple seconds

she go from sober to tipsy and gettin’ naked

me and Game the ’010 Crockett and Tubbs

Trey said he gon’ meet us on the block of the club

you heard Jerome, but instead of a Benzo

get rid of your Friends-oh to ride in this Enzo

[Chorus]

Ferrari Lifestyle

Tell the haters I’m sorry

I’m passing them on the rise

what can they say now

Ferrari Lifestyle

Tell the haters I’m sorry

I’m passing them on the rise

what can they say now

I know, I know, I now, I know

"Su Woo" Lyrics - Game Ft. Lil Wayne

Pardon my gang affil,

But you’re stepping on a rod in the danger field

Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel?

Respect my aim because I aim to kill

Hahaha, Old bitch ass n-gga,

Abercrombie and Fitch ass n-gga,

I talk rich shit because I’m a rich ass n-gga,

I hope you in the zone because I pitch fast n-gga,

Ha, I smoke something bitch,

My money comes faster than the roadrunner bitch

I keep it on the side just in case you might wonder

Tech 9 Four 5 just in case you like numbers

Haha, bitch n-gga we might jump ya

2 Step all in yo face, we might Unk ya

Hahaha, bandana on the right side

East side until I die

You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,

And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw

See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana

And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana

We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers

Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar

Lemme hear you say Su Woo

Su Woo, Su Woo

Young Money

And thats perfect cause perfect is to me

What’s perfect as Hallie or a jab from Ali

So capitalise the P cause perfect is Godly

Black Wall Street, the perfect family, The Cosby

All I need is a perfect bitch

How’s B, I passed the baton on Solange

I’m sure like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the perfect PIRU

Hello Brooklyn I can’t see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG

Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia piece on my head

Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred like Four Visa’s

N-ggas f-cking with Weezy, I will slow leak em

Hang em from a telephone pole like my old sneakers

Red bandana for no reason

Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin’, yeah

You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,

And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw

See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana

And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana

We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers

Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar

Lemme hear you say Su Woo

Su Woo, Su Woo

Can’t stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangurtan’s

I’ll show you how bangers bang

Four five cocked back, move the crowd like Dana Dane

Switch plates, paint the Range

Leave so much blood on the wall look like the f-cking painters came

Dead wrong aint it man

I told n-ggas I aint a Game

All black gold chain, looking like the saint is playin’

He sold a milli, I’m vanilli

So it aint a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills

We throwing paper planes

Riding through the N.O.

Red Marc Jacob frames

We disappear like David Blaine

And pop up at the Lakers game

They playing the C’s with Paul Pierce Throwing The B’s

That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three

Ken Griffy lost all his fans, taking off his red top

Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a head shot

I’m one blood, he’s the Carter with the dread locks

My whole team run base, we the f-cking Red Sox.

You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,

And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw

See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana

And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana

We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers

Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar

Lemme hear you say Su Woo

Su Woo, Su Woo

Game - Pushin It Lyrics N Video Ft. T.I. & Robin Thicke

Game - Pushin It Lyrics and Video

[Robin Thicke]
Do it by the touch

[The Game]
Remember Camron first year
think it was horse and carriage
but I aint talkin’ marriage
I’m talking 14 carrots
I aint talkin tiffany
cause I aint talking industry
I’m talking in the streets
twin Bentleys
I’m tryin’ to be what you mentally before physically
I’m physically before mentally, just remember me
for you I let that thing sing like a symphony
(?) nancy and Micky and Malery
we meant to be
never been a trick I do the shopping for the both us
send shots at the vultures
in these Marc Jacob loafers
and I’m saying
you gon let me see something
stop playin
I didn’t know it was like that, God-damn
you bring the LL out a n-gga
the Louie V the Burken the Chanel out a n-gga
(?) 12 out a n-gga so you know what time it is
I’m bout to call the (?)
yo ma, why you tryna live

[Robin Thicke]
Pushin it your lips
cause my drug is your kiss
I’m pushin it your body
(?) that you need
I’m pushin it back door
I’ma elevate ya to the top floor
I’m pushin’ it need a rush
(?)

[T.I]
What’s happnin’ mami what you doin’ you supposed to be
Livin’ in a lap of luxury so you should go with me
I’m openly excited spend the night I bet u like it
Do with it whatever you like it don’t matter just dont bite it
you see that feeling when you met me well you shouldn’t fight it
They said you and I are more than worth a try so don’t deny it
See i’m king like Lee united dress your hands with the brightest stones
Known the man when your mans pockets on a diet
Walk you in this presidential out that doublin’ the Hyatt
Big money talkin’, all broke n-ggas be quiet
It don’t matter how we feel all what matters is how we live
Don’t listen to his opinion until he stack a couple mil
But until then feels free to come chill
And my crib in the hills set back and kick off your heels
Say you never seen a pad with a view so ill
or receive so much pleasure that you couldn’t hold still
We’ll until…

[Chorus]

[Bridge - Robin Thicke]
Straight to the Penthouse, Elevate
let me put my hands on your w-w-waiste
let me take a second, let me take it in
you can run that game all night
but you know I w-w-win
let me take a second, let me take it in
you can run that game all night
but you know I w-w-win
I am Superman, I’m supercool
I’m in the air, all over you
I am Superman, I’m supercool
I’m in the air, all over you

[The Game]
I let your friends talk bad about you
I didn’t lisso (listen)
behind your back calling you a H to the Izzo
I apologise lay your head on the pillow
Mr and Mrs Smith and we can have a little Willow
she can shave the sides put a couple lines in it
and we can have spitzers put a couple limes in it
throw a Bar Mitzvah put a couple dimes in it
she go see a Drake show but never out of line with it
so very chance I get n-gga I’m in it
deep sea diving trying to see what I can find in it
so its mine illy and thats a Porsche aint it
so picture that and have Andy Warhol paint it
I’m a rude boy so Imma go get it up
Rihanna post Chris Matt Kemp
baby this is us
so talk to me
have you ever been to Cannes
yeah South of France next stop Japan
lets go…

[Chorus]