Game Time lyrics

[Intro]
GodDamnitDupri
(Hah)

[Verse 1]
Don't get put in that blender
Hold on, who is you? Pat him down before he enter
Don't you hang with the opps, talkin' 'bout he don't remember
Tryna copy what I do, n*gga you is not a printer
Couped up, I'm too up, make n*ggas get they suit tux
Beggin'-ass n*gga, I ain't even got two bucks for you
Roll call when 'em b*tches come and f*ck with me
f*ck nah, this ain't jump ball, you can't jump with me
Ballin' jump man, touch hands, we 'bout to bump then
Better bang yours, b*tch n*gga 'cause I bang mines
This ain't happen overnight, b*tch it take time
You seen the Super Bowl, The Cheat Code, b*tch, it's gamе time, ha

[Chorus]
Game time
Gamе time
Game time
b*tch n*gga, yeah, it's game time

[Verse 2]
What I want for Christmas? Two b*tches at the same time
With me, it's game time, but with you, yeah, it's lame time
Ayy, keep playin', f*ck around, get yo' head blown
Don't wanna live, right? Well alright, leave you dead wrong
Ayy, well okay, I catch dawg, he gettin' the beats like it's Dre
Like the money in the bank, you better play where it's safe
Told him better fill his tank, run him to the next state
I get down, I get dirty, catch him out in public (Catch him out in public)
Thinkin' he gon' get a pass, I'm finna slide me somethin' (Slide me somethin')
Hungry for it, see a issue, and I rub my stomach (Rub)
Enough paper to make a book, I can get it published
Huh (What?) You don't believe me, b*tch? (You don't believe me, b*tch?)
Got a thing for brown skin, real conceited b*tch (Real conceited b*tch)
Got a b*tch to get a b*tch to go retrieve a b*tch (Huh, huh)
The short small thick one that's from Cali' with the cheetah print, yeah, I like her (Huh, huh, huh), ha
[Chorus]
Game time
Game time
Game time
b*tch n*gga, yeah, it's game time
Game time
Game time
Game time
b*tch n*gga, yeah, it's game time