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Fat Joe( Joseph Antonio Cartagena )
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Put You In The Game
Lyricist:Joseph Anthony Cartagena, P.i. Fortune, Ian Lewis, Faheem Najm, Joseph Pellegrini
Fat Joe, T-Pain, shawty
Shawty, I couldn't help but notice That you were sitting on the sideline I got all the material thang That chu need to get a new swag
I can put you in that game And I could have you lookin' like you've never seen Baby you bad as fuck But when I'm done you be lookin' so clean
Let me put in the game
Fingernails, toenails Painted up High heels, chrome wheels You standing 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 mammy you already know I'm spendin' dough And you gon' be the badest thing On the road
I can put you in the game
She said she never seen a car With the seat in the middle She tried to bit 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 24 inches on the grizzo, grizzo (Ah, oh) Anything you want to tizzon, tizzon (Ah, oh)
Puffin on that hazel talking pizzonts, pizzonts (Ah, oh) Got to get that money that's how we get down, get down (Yeah)
Suicide doors I'm so Cole bane Lowie camel jacket The back is the same
Jesus, Joey crack You must be sellin' cocaine 'Cause they don't make no money like that In the rap game
Mister, Mister Rainman Ya, I can make it rain Top blown off And I ain't even aine
Yankee hat back The seats are lane And no it's not a car That's a fucken airplane
Let me put in the game
Fingernails, toenails Painted up High heels, chrome wheels You standing 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 mammy, you already know I'm spendin' dough And you gon' be the badest thing On the road
I can put you in the game
Ha ha Allow me to reintroduce myself
My name is O It leans in my kizzon, kizzon (Ah, oh) And I blow difference 'cause I'm stizzup, stizzup (Ah, oh)
Party on the yacht Or we can party on the island Party with two way I guarantee I'll have you smilin'
Said she never partied With a G like me Well I'm in Caro City Servin' E to the fends
Betchu never ride that bus 20's on that cognac truck Bet I'll have your friends Like they said who's fly as us
Listen to me, shawty I can put you in the game Shrapwal wrags be drippin' Couple diamonds on your chain
You know we on a roll Blowin' drow, getting' dough So all you got do is say Yes ma, we can go
Let me put in the game
Fingernails, toenails Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Painted up High heels, chrome wheels You standing 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 mammy you already know I'm spendin' dough And you gon' be the badest thing On the road
I can put you in the game
She said she never seen a car With the seat in the middle She tried to bit 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 24 inches on the grizzo, grizzo (Ah, oh) Anything you want to tizzon, tizzon (Ah, oh)
Puffin on that hazel talking pizzonts, pizzonts (Ah, oh) Got to get that money that's how we get down, get down (Yeah)
Suicide doors I'm so Cole bane Lowie camel jacket The back is the same
Jesus Joey crack You must be sellin' cocaine 'Cause they don't make no money like that In the rap game
Mister, Mister Rainman Ya, I can make it rain Top blown off And I ain't even aine
Yankee hat back The seats are lane And no it's not a car That's a fucken airplane
Let me put in the game
Fingernails, toenails Painted up High heels, chrome wheels You standing 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 mammy you already know I'm spendin' dough And you gon' be the badest thing On the road
I can put you in the game
Now she lookin' best y'all 'Cause ya boy's in a slump I took her out of the jets The top floor of the trump
Had to hustle hard To give little mama the monks Now she runnin' down 5th Like she related to gump
I'm talking forest And yes that's the hood where I'm from Had shawty bustin' off Like her pussy's a gun
Then I beat it up Like that ass comes with a drum And I can do the same things to you That I did for pun and one
Shawty, I couldn't help but notice That you were sitting on the sideline I got all the material thang That chu need to get a new swag
I can put you in that game And I could have you lookin' like you've never seen Baby, you bad as fuck But when I'm done you be lookin' so clean
Let me put in the game
Fingernails, toenails Painted up High heels, chrome wheels You standing 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 mammy, you already know I'm spendin' dough And you gon' be the badest thing On the road
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