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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
The Game
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd
Lloyd
Composer
J. Taylor
J. Taylor
Composer
Samuel Jean
Samuel Jean
Composer
L. Edwards
L. Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christopher Brown
Christopher Brown
Producer
Larrance Dopson
Larrance Dopson
Producer
Lamar Edwards
Lamar Edwards
Producer
Big Bass Brian Gardner
Big Bass Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Samuel Kalandjian
Samuel Kalandjian
Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Let's ride. You ain't gotta say bye bye, baby this is hello Put your hands in the sky, that's where we gon go I like you so I gotta put a ring on that You the one that I wanna put everything on that Let's go, baby this is hello [Verse 1: Game] She used to wake up to The View Now she wake up with a view Used to wake up to a kiss Now she wake up to a shoe Used to dream about millions Now she working with a few Used to know one Porsche, now she know two Chanel handbags stuck to her like glue Minks and chinchillas, whole closet like a zoo Agent Provocateur, Louis and lots of Dior All her friends wearing Gucci so she don't rock it no more Everytime we in Jimmy Choo, they gotta lock up the store Walk out with boxes galore Next week she cop her some more Alexander McQueen cause she my queen Spent an Aston Martin on the ring. You ain't gotta say bye bye, baby this is hello Put your hands in the sky, that's where we gon go I like you so I gotta put a ring on that You the one that I wanna put everything on that Let's go, baby this is hello Soon as them butterfly doors go up on the Ferrari She step outside the car on there, stumble into Bulgari Fall in that YSL, try it on, you fly as hell Don't really like it, but I'm buying it: might as well Have her own reality show: no drama Grab your girl, we're shooting real housewives in the Bahamas 2-piece Hermes, Bottega Veneta flats Heard Diddy out here so you know where the party at We on. and I ain't even gotta ask twice Cause when we hit the room she up and down like the gas price - damn! Got chills thinking of last night I swear you was a goddess in your past life You ain't gotta say bye bye, baby this is hello Put your hands in the sky, that's where we gon go I like you so I gotta put a ring on that You the one that I wanna put everything on that Let's go, baby this is hello Girl I know you wanna get away This hotel room, that's where it goes down And I know we never get away Just give me a couple minutes and I'm in it We all over the table, ain't no problem with you sweating on me And I ain't pulling out, I'm tryna have fun I know you tryna have fun. You ain't gotta say bye bye, baby this is hello And you ain't gotta front for your friends, you know I had you at hello And Louboutins that I got you on your birthday, that was hello And all them bottles that we popped on the first date, that was hellom tryna have fun I know you tryna have fun...
Writer(s): Samuel Jean, Lloyd Polite, Larrance Dopson, Lamar Edwards, Jayceon Taylor, Chris Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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