Schife - Put Ya in Da Game lyrics

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Schife - Put Ya in Da Game lyrics

[T-Pain] Fat Joe, T-Pain Shawtayy! [Intro/Interlude: T-Pain] Shawty I couldn't help but notice that you were sittin on the sideline I got all of the material thang that'chu need to get a new shine I can put you in that game and I can have you lookin like you've never seen Baby you bad as f**, but when I'm done you be lookin so clean [Hook: T-Pain] Let me put you in the game Fingernails, toenails, painted up High heels, the chrome wheels, and you standin up Better clothes, from head to toe, the stiletto Got the stereo, I see your trunk Let me put you in the game (let me put you in the game) Let me put you in the game (let me put you in the game) And mami you already know, I'm spendin dough And you gon' be the baddest thing, on the road I can put you in the game [Fat Joe] She said she never seen a car, with the seat in the middle She tried to bite my chain, she thought it was some Skittles I don't be runnin game, I just be runnin riddles Have her hittin high notes, like my dick comes with a fiddle Now I'm twenty-fo' inches on the grizzound, grizzound, uh-oh Anything you want to touch I tizzown, tizzown, uh-oh Puffin on that haze I'm talkin pizzounds, pizzounds, uh-oh Gotta get that money that's how we get down, get down, ya! Suicide doors, I'm so Kobain Louis camou' jacket, the bah is the same Jesus Joey Crack you must be sellin c**aine Cause they don't make no money like that in the rap game Mister Mister Rainman, yeah I can make it rain Top blown off, and I ain't even aim Yankee hat back, the seats on lean And no that's not a car, that's a f**in airplane [Hook] [OZ] Ha ha~! Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is O, it leans in my kizzo, kizzo, uh-oh And I blow difference cause I'm stizzuck, stizzuck, uh-oh Party on the yacht or we can party on the island Party with two - wait I guarantee I'll have you smillin Say she never partied with a G like me Well I'm in Carol City servin E to the fiends Bet'chu never ride that bus, 20's on that Cayenne truck Bet I'll have your friends like they stick together, who fly as us? Listen to me shawty I can put you in the game Jabar rocks drippin, couple diamonds in your chain You know we on a roll, blowin 'dro gettin dough So all you got do is say YES ma and we can go! [Hook] [Fat Joe] Now she lookin past y'all, cause your boy's in a slump I took her out of the 'jects, the top floor of the Trump Had to hustle hard to give lil' momma the months Now she runnin down 5th like she related to Gump I'm talkin Forrest, and yes that's the hood where I'm from Had shawty bustin off like the p**y's a gun Then I beat it up, like that a** comes with a drum And I can do the same things for you that I did for Pun One [Interlude] + [Hook]