The Game - Stripper lyrics

She got two jobs, work late, college courses on her plate Never give head on the first date, always fighting in the workplace She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper) Them high heels, that black lace, that long weave and that f** face That pink thong and that slim waist, that fat p**y with that fruit taste She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper) I knew Myla before Myla went to H-Town and that’s straight up And that’s straight down like that front do’ Ain’t see that a** in a month though, Drake talking ‘bout her Make a n***a mad, you heard that song? Yeah, best that he ever had She got hips like the kit on that Challenger, she got horsepower Need stamina and Colt Michael ain’t no amateur, I tell you boy She standing up, two legs and a pole, tri-pod, no hands, my god She pop that p**y, UGK on that I-Pod, she got a dragon over that left cheek She know Drake, she know me, had Sean Kingston in that trick bag Had the little n***a down on one knee, need a real n***a She don’t f** free, I’m Jesus Piece, she’ll f** me Her co-workers discuss me but they all wanna f**, trust me She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper) She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper) My n***as in the pen got posters on the wall Close your eyes tight enough, you see tip drill fall Two a** cheeks like bowling balls Tell her bounce that p**y up off the wall Picture me taking them panties off She got an a** like a rhino and it’s soft She like a real hood n***a but her man is soft Money take away the pain like (?) When she on the strip pole, it’s like Mardi Gras That girl built like she from Arkansas, that p**y fat like a monkey jaw Only b**hes like me that I already saw She started off in Miami, moved up to that A-Town Make it rain like Skittles in that candy shop It’s her birthday, she getting cake now Take it back down on to M.I.A, my little redbone She the Queen of Diamonds, pop that p**y Tryna get that pay, b**h almost died from that pole climbing I admire the way she take care of son So tell the waitress to take care of ones Send flowers to the hospital in February She been my favorite dancer since day one She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper) She a stripper (stripper), she a stripper (stripper) She the reason we all here, she the reason they all stare People ask her government, her phone number or if it’s all real I ain’t concerned with that now, I got a jar of that loud I got a thing for that body baby and these dollars cover your ground Realest n***as in town, Chuck scoop, we all LAX I’m in the Lambo, sipping on brown, that’s the highness way be on Crown And I got the stadium clout where it gets Palladium wild Pimp mack be crazy if I get the lady, know I tap, see the lady be on styles That liquor talking and that zipper’s talking, bands a make her dance What she gonna do if I would start? My favorite stripper although I got some options My n***as caught me in the club, they telling me I got a problem On the first day, he said let there be light The second day, he made you baby, you baby Oooh and I just can’t contain myself The way you move so f**ing edible, mmm incredible baby And I can’t stop catching the Holy Ghost from watching you baby Oooh baby, the way you make me feel is so incredible The therapy is what I need, incredible, the therapy is sweet to me And I can’t stop dropping my check off in this club for you baby, oooh oooh baby