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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
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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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