The Game (Explicit)
Curren$y"The Game (Explicit)" is a song by Curren$y, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:37 long and contains 54 lines and 423 words.
Lyrics
0:02Yeah hey yeah she ain't for you she for the game
0:22Tryna get a piece a everything
0:26She ain't for you she for the gang
0:30N**gas and they feelings am in the bank
0:33Back stroking in the shark tank
0:35Figure cause I'm smoke out that I can't think
0:37It's the king of smoking maintain on that super dang
0:40She feels safe in the coop it's like a tank
0:43Still got to ducked em potholes
0:45Causing damage to the forgy idahoes
0:47I navigate the city boobytrap with mah eyes close
0:50Too quick on mah shell toes for them hoes
0:53More focused on money roles
0:55Captain new roles suicidal too tho
0:57I get that work out got in versace gym clothes
1:00You old heads I ll tell you that I've been cold
1:03Had it all figured out from fifteen years old
1:06Playin' mah cut playing the role
1:08Know when I'd be chose
1:09Money running bulsh*t walkin'
1:11Vvs diamonds do mah talking
1:13She ain't for you she for the gang
1:15Pu**y for the gang
1:16She try to get a piece of everything
1:18She ain't for you she for the gang
1:21Gold diggers eye f**king mah pinky ring
1:23She ain't for you she for the gang
1:27She try to get a piece of everything
1:29She ain't for you she for the gang
1:32In the club just following the champagne
1:34She ain't yours she for the Chanel furs
1:37Leah jets horderves and hard to pronounce words
1:40Either you rap tackle a quarterback or flip burgs
1:43Only way you'll get a piece a hers
1:45Financially secure Bentley chauffeur
1:48Got that b**ch mind in a blur in a mur
1:50Shaping up line a that pur
1:52For this addiction there is no cure
1:54It's the game in her veins
1:56Now she feel n**gas with no doe is lame
1:58Attracted to chains and pinky rings
2:01She doing hella things strange for a piece a change
2:04Or just a promise that the boss might fly her to the bahamas
2:07A g might f**k her on the back of a hung honda
2:11You you gon try to make her the baby mama
2:13Make her honest that clownish because for sure not not bout it
2:17She ain't for you she for the gang
2:21She tryna get a piece of everything
2:23She ain't for you she for the gang
2:26Gold diggers eye f**king mah pinky ring
2:28She ain't for you she for the gang
2:32She tryna get a piece of everything
2:34She ain't for you she for the gang
2:37In the club just following the champagne
Yeah hey yeah she ain't for you she for the game Tryna get a piece a everything She ain't for you she for the gang N**gas and they feelings am in the bank Back stroking in the shark tank Figure cause I'm smoke out that I can't think It's the king of smoking maintain on that super dang She feels safe in the coop it's like a tank Still got to ducked em potholes Causing damage to the forgy idahoes I navigate the city boobytrap with mah eyes close Too quick on mah shell toes for them hoes More focused on money roles Captain new roles suicidal too tho I get that work out got in versace gym clothes You old heads I ll tell you that I've been cold Had it all figured out from fifteen years old Playin' mah cut playing the role Know when I'd be chose Money running bulsh*t walkin' Vvs diamonds do mah talking She ain't for you she for the gang Pu**y for the gang She try to get a piece of everything She ain't for you she for the gang Gold diggers eye f**king mah pinky ring She ain't for you she for the gang She try to get a piece of everything She ain't for you she for the gang In the club just following the champagne She ain't yours she for the Chanel furs Leah jets horderves and hard to pronounce words Either you rap tackle a quarterback or flip burgs Only way you'll get a piece a hers Financially secure Bentley chauffeur Got that b**ch mind in a blur in a mur Shaping up line a that pur For this addiction there is no cure It's the game in her veins Now she feel n**gas with no doe is lame Attracted to chains and pinky rings She doing hella things strange for a piece a change Or just a promise that the boss might fly her to the bahamas A g might f**k her on the back of a hung honda You you gon try to make her the baby mama Make her honest that clownish because for sure not not bout it She ain't for you she for the gang She tryna get a piece of everything She ain't for you she for the gang Gold diggers eye f**king mah pinky ring She ain't for you she for the gang She tryna get a piece of everything She ain't for you she for the gang In the club just following the champagne
Translation
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