Mamma Mia & Monica (Oh, yeah)
The game is twisted (oh)
Wonât you tell them âbout it, Mo?!
Let me tell you about these niggers I donât like (I donât like)
They ride around the 24s
With their mouth full of gold
But they choose to be out forward late at night
Riding hours spending dough
When theyâre tripping on them hoes
And another thing that baby just ainât right
Is these rubbers and these hater, those awful in capers
Did you ever think that it could end your life
Think twice, get it right
Or you have to pay the price
What part of the game
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What part of the game is this, oh
You claim to keep it real, but that just ainât the deal
What part of the game is this, oh
You gotta understand I feel just the way I feel
What part of the game is this, oh
You gotta pay your dues, donât be a fool
What part of the game is this, oh
And if you donât play by the rules you loose
Now let me tell you âbout these chicks I donât like
You walk in with your man they see youâre holding hands
But they try to get up with him thatâs ainât nice
Saying youâre ??? the one
Would you come and spend the night
And another thing that baby just ainât right
Is you wall in these clubs
Like youâre about to bounce some luck
But the nigger just only wants you for one night
Set you up, cut/call you up
Got your feelings all hurt up
What part of the game is this?
Chorus
Rap by Mia X