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(Jermaine Dupri:)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
See I'm sick of all these
No game having
Gold chain wearing
Last year clothes
Wearing niggas
That keep sweating me
'Cause their b**** want me
It ain't my fault nigga
(Jermaine Dupri:)
You need to stop
Calling my house
We ain't got nothing
To be talking about
It might be tough to swallow
But that's how it be
Nigga your b**** chose me
Fellas
(Jagged Edge:)
The girl is mine
Can't you see
Know the game
'Cause your b**** chose me
(Jagged Edge (Jermaine Dupri:):)
Somebody please tell me how
How is it everybody knew the
The rules to
How we get down
Now he wanna act a fool now
I'm the first to say
She gotta (what?) man
Gotta leave her long gone
Run away
But still
She wants her way
It ain't my fault
It ain't my fault
She chose me
1:
(Jermaine Dupri:)
You need to stop
Clling my house
He ain't got nothing
To be talking about
It might be tough to swallow
But that's how it be
Nigga your b**** chose me
Fellas
(Jagged Edge:)
The girl is mine
Can't you see
Know the game
'Cause your b**** chose me
The girl is mine
(Jermaine Dupri:)
I know you're mad dude
But your attitude
Needs to halt
'Cause ooh
It ain't my fault
It might be tough to swallow
That's how it be
And you know the game
Your b**** chose me
(Jagged Edge:)
The girl is mine
Can't you see
Know the game
'Cause your b**** chose me
(Jagged Edge:)
Many girls go around
Actin' like they got nobody
You better find one
That you know stays down
One who's eyes ain't wandering
If her eyes fall on me
Then I know she's coming
You better find one
Who wants to be with you, oh
Girl it's really too bad for you
Says he's not enough for you
Baby you should let him know
Baby you really
Don't wanna try me
J-E maybe we'll be
Together for eternity
Reside
Till I d, i, e, till I d, i, e
(Ja Rule:)
Ja's flow so hot
Niggas don't wanna
Be near me
When the bomb drops
And I knew niggas
Would fear me from
The time I spit on wax
Niggas was leery like
Who the f*** is this cat?
Ja baby, understand that
Rule one, second to none
When y'all b****es start
Stuttering I hit it and run
'Cause I'm destined to
Cum on your tongue
While we sexing
Like lubricant ruff ryde
With the X-man
You be hollering
It could all be this simple
Know what?
I'm gonna kiss you
'Cause daddy gonna miss ya
Now that's love
When a nigga not
Wanna pimp on a h*e
But sometimes this
Love sh*t is claustrophob
And I love thy, love to
Send you h*es the money
Love b****es with attitude
A hundred miles of running
New York thugs, and
My niggas is pimps too
And your b**** chose me
Before they chose you nigga
Repeat 1 twice
(Jermaine Dupri:)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Uh-huh yo
We're here to make y'all rock
We're here to make y'all rock
We're here to make y'all rock
Sh*t it's nothing
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