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Yo I'm really thinking about getting out the game dog Look There's only one girl on my agenda (You talking 'bout Brenda?) Nah I'm talking 'bout Linda, from last September Now Linda love lace like Linda Lovelace Love face, says she like Mase but she love 'Face And I know that Linda was a hip-hop-head And I know that Linda gave Hip-Hop head But I feel I could convert her Cuz I ain't here to hurt her man And she was messin' wit' me when I was still at Burger King She ain't hop in my bed cause of the whips and cream Cause when I had her in bed I had whip cream Shakespearian midsummer night dream I unzip things and pull out big things They was flashin' gr-green, she was like "ch-ching" Got em, but she know a rrreeal nigga when she, spot him So now she's pickin' dresses from Vera Wang Scratchin' out her maiden and here's my name Now I'm sittin' at the bar wit' all my guys They sayin' "Cheers to you for your future years of pain" Like "Dog you ready to give all this shit up? The summer's on its way and these hoes doin' sit-ups And when they see the way the G5 lights lit up You're gonna wanna have two like John Ritter" But naw, I bought her a brand-new BM He said "Dog, slow down like Brand Nubian now" I just feel the need to purge my soul from the word go Couldn't watch another nigga get burnt slow She said her man was busy, always brought home his workload Never takes her out and falls asleep in his work clothes She needs some excitement, which leads to this indictment Believe what you like kid, according to her When we recorded with her, Linda changed her name to Nicky Sang along to Darlin Nicky, co-star of my quickies That footage so gritty, but I'm sure you recognize That bra, those titties, those are her titties So large so pretty, but not to rub it in But that white Russian did make her lonely like the wind So the over right that's in, on the over night depends If you take heed the game, and please keep ya name, word 'Cause she's just a playa playa That's playin' games wit' me I can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon (Ooh), as I continue as I (Ooh), as I continue as I (Ooh), (ooh), (ooh) Can't see myself getting out the game, no time soon (Ooh), as I continue as I (Ooh), as I continue as I (Ooh), (ooh), (ooh)
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