Headgames

Erick Sermon

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    [Intro]
    Make-Make-Make 'em-Make 'em clap to this!

    Yeah! (**Yeah!) (*I got to talk I gotta tell what I feel)
    (**Erick Sermon!) Uh Huh! No doubt! (**That's it! Def Squad nigga! 50 Cent nigga! What What nigga!)
    All these chicks they think so fine, playin them head games all the time
    When they talk pay them no mind (***Make-Make-Make 'em-Make 'em clap to this!)

    Yeah! Let me break somethin down, homegirl she approach son (*UH HUH!)
    She's world renowned around town
    I've seen that face before best believe
    You lost a couple of pounds changed your hairweave
    And now you got that Mary J. Blige look jumpin off
    Bitch you ain't famous whatever your name is
    You might have been in V.I.P. maybe
    But you ain't even a ball player and tryin to game me (*UH HUH!)
    Huh! I've seen you hoppin out that truck
    Yep you came there with them but you left there with him
    Maybe 'cause the 6 it did have bigger rims
    So you could jump it off with Cheeks and Lil' Kim
    But for real girl (Why are you flirtin?)
    You ain't fam, you's a fan (*UH HUH!)
    As for me I know, that's I'm relayin
    Sayin I ain't playin I ain't payin so get the steppin HOE!!!!

    First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up
    Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up
    You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy (So crazy......So Crazy)
    First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up
    Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up
    You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy

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    Aiyyo I was uptown, doin what I do
    Fresh to death fresh cut you know me bein beautiful (UH HUH!)
    Posted up with my nigga Funk Doctor
    We blew blockers T and they fly bird watchers
    Then my man tapped me on my shoulders like yo
    (*Aiyyo isn't that homegirl from that Summerjam show?)
    And you know me I come with somethin fly to say
    WHATTUP BITCH!!!! I mean that in a good way
    She twisted up her face and then smiled
    I said don't play me like a herb from the suburb 'cause I'm from Strong Isl
    Frontin in your lil' benz with your lil' rims
    Actin high post for your lil' stank friends
    She said Murray you cute but your too hardcore
    I'm thinkin yeah she could probably suck a nickel through a straw
    Then guess who I saw later on that night B?
    (*Don't tell me?) And the filatio was crazy

    First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up
    Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up
    You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy (So crazy......So Crazy)
    First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up
    Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up
    You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy

    All these chicks they think so fine, playin them head games all the time
    When they talk pay them no mind (Make-Make-Make 'em-Make 'em clap to this!)

    Uh Huh! Yeah! The buck stops right here, so go figure
    Trick, ain't nothin changed since Golddigger
    You had your chance but now it's the fourth quarter
    You had one shot but that got locked
    And...game's over, just like that
    You was hot girl two years back
    Like Big Pun said, go that way!
    Smiley face, have a nice day see ya!!!!

    First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up
    Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up
    You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy (So crazy......So Crazy)
    First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up
    Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up
    You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy

    E. Sermon Def Squad nigga!!! Bop to that!

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