Logic One - The Game lyrics

[VERSE 1] Baby you're quite hot, kinda like reds and so am I So that's the reason that we're paired like some white socks Might stop and stare, but who cares baby? I caught yo' heart When a line drop just ‘cause it was phat It's Philadelphia, Philly, feelin' nobody compares to his angel In LA, I wouldn't dodge it, ‘cause I'm entrapped by her halo Since she shines like rays, and makes me feel brave enough to say so Roundin' third to home plate I may go and scoop that I'm at your heart like a pirate is to treasure, so you should go ahead and loot that If I was in milwaukee and you were beer, I would brew that See you're as fly as a cardinal, I'm the guy that you flew at? Check it, you're as exotic as a diamondback Tryna slide your way into my section, yo' kick it in the bullpen That smile in your possession? Is hella s**y, and I wouldn't change it for a second I like the fact that work out too, I need to start Honestly dawg, I ain't really all that athletic Throwin' my lines, fishin' like mormons, hopin' you get it All the marinids say I regret it and throw it back like outfielders Whenever they catch it, not knowin' why (hold on, wait till' this car pa**es, yeah?) [INTERLUDE] (..now b**h..) (..tryna tell my homie joey bout the gas b**h..) [VERSE 2] But now check it, I got stripes like a tiger I'm tryna knock you out the park on the first try I don't wanna get stripes from you like umpires and That's why I try to keep you high up like a pop fly On some blue jay sh**, I lace the game like shoe laces Yo', when we met, I was feelin' tall as a giant Eyein' the dime in those red socks, I had to tell you you were fine Even though you knew that sh** Pretty as a princess, lookin' so royal, I should call you your highness But you kept on starin' at this fitted hat that's been layin' on the ground Covered in ducible crap, don't feel bad I'm not the only one who thinks the Yankees are wack But don't throw me out, see you don't even know nothin' I'm about With these rhyme schemes? Hell yeah I'm co*ky I hope this didn't make our relationship start off rocky And possibly lose to Adrienne and tell me that she's got me Cause later on, I wanna meet your moms and padre And thank ‘em for bringin' the sunshine to my day Cowboys and Indians with you girl, we shall play And if you bear with me like grizzly, we can have cubs to raise our way I mean your beauty couldn't be matched even if you had a twin, but I wanna know your personality, that's what'll make me wanna stay Maybe I can be your George and you can be my Jane And we can have an Astro to run along in our hallways I mean, buy a house out in B-more, where the Orioles stay I'll tell the whole world about us, and we'll be national babe You're revvin' me up like a ford ranger, see I just spit you the game Tell me if you're down to play [OUTRO] Okay…? Is that cool…? Do I gotta like, spit you all the football teams Soccer or somethin' ‘fore you give me those digits?