Fat Joe - Put Ya In The Game lyrics

(T-Pain) Fat Joe T-pain (shawtay) Shawtay I couldn't help but notice that you were sittin on the sidelines, I got all of the material thangs that you need to get a new shine, And I can put u in da game, And I can have u lookin' like ya never seen, Baby you bad as ****, bute when I'm done you be lookin' so clean Let me put you in da game Fingernails, toenails (painted up), high heels, chrome wheels, Stanidn' up, designer clothes from head to toe. Mr. Leather got the stereo, I see the trunk Let me put ya in da game (x4) And Mami you already know, we spendin' dough, And you gonna be the baddest thing on the road Let me put ya in da game (Fat Joe) She says she never seen a car, with the seat in the middle, She tried to bite my chain, She thought it was some skittles, Fat Joe be runnin' game, I just be only runnin' riddles, Have her hittin' high notes like my dick comes with a fiddle Now I'm 24 inches from the grizzound, grizzound, uh, uh Anything you want to touch the tizzown, tizzown, uh, uh, Puffin' on that hazel, talkin' pizzounds, pizzounds, uh, uh, Gotta get that moneys how we get down, get down, Suicide doors, I'm so Cobain, Louie Camel jacket, the bag is the same See its Joey Crack, you must be sellin' c**aine, Cuz they don't make money like that in the rap game, Mister, mister rain man, yeah I can make it rain, Top blown off and I didn't even aim, Yankee hat back the seats on lame, And no that's not a car, that's a ****in' airplane (T-pain chorus) (Oz) Haha Allow me to re-introduce myself My name ooooo And lean is in my kizzup kizzup uh uh And i blow bifs till its stizz up stizz up uh uh Party on the yachet or we can party on the island party went to wait i gaurente i have you smiling Say she never party with a G like me Well im in carol city servin E to the feens But you neva ride that bus 20s on that caian truck Bet i have ya friends stick together ohh fly as us Listen to me shawty i can put you in the game Shapar rocks drippin couple diamonds on ya chain You we on the road blowin dro gettin doe So all you gotta say yes man we can go (t-Pain Chorus) (fat joe) Now she looking pa** yall Cus ya boy's in the slump I took added to jex to top flaw the junk ...... Had to hustle hard to give lil mama the mumps Now she runnin down 5th like she related to gump Im talkin forrest And yes thats the hood where im from Having shawty bussin off like the p**y's a gun Then i beat it up like that a** come with a jump and i can do the samething for you that i did to Pun. T-pain chorus Submitted by; Kamakana808 M.k.