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Girl You make me step my game up Shit, 'cause women come, women go Until we all mature, we ain't really tryin' to grow With the girl we seein' we ain't really tryin' though Try and beat it up fast on the livin' room flo' Got a little older, had to spend a little dough Kept somethin' in the pocket just in case I had to show Shorties how I did it when I took 'em to the sto' Took a few to the mo', lot'll vouch for that Nigga bounce to the fact things I did was dumb I account all of that to bein' young Got a little age, got some understandin' The older women get the more concerned with companionship It took me a while to get to this point I don't expect all of y'all to understand this shit Read between the bass snares and kick Everybody gettin' judged by who they standin' with, f'real You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up, yeah, step my game up You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up, yeah, my game up You make me step my game up She said, ‽We should go out on a date†I said, ‽That's cool you can come to my house†She said, ‽Nigga please, do better than that†Why the fuck I wanna come over and chill on your couch? I laughed 'cause it seemed she had me all figured out And my game ain't work like it did befo' Dem are days long gone, 'cause once they get grown These hoes ain't impressed by Applebees no mo' Gotta dig a little deeper for that PF change For PF Chang's and if you can't afford it You can still do thangs to show you ain't on no dumb shit Take her to a gallery, museum or some shit Thank God for you and all the crew that you run with Givin' new meanin' to the blind date You so official but a nigga can't attract Cristal With a Boone's Farm mind state, knahmsayin'? You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up, yeah, step my game up You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up, yeah, my game up You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up, yeah, step my game up You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up, yeah, my game up You make me step my game up Uh, ay listen baby You make a nigga wanna go to the store and get some wine for you 'Member when you got your first apartment You used to have chicks over What was the number 1 line you used to always use When you wanted to get 'em naked? Baby do you want a massage? That's it, can't do it no mo', let's step it up man
Writer(s): Derek Bramble Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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