Am
But I love her though!
GEm
This the part the DJs gonna kill on the intro
DmEmF
So sad, so sad, so sad
[Chorus]
GAm
That chick ain't yours
G
You mighta fucked that girl
Em
You mighta said you love that girl
Em
But she belong to the game
DmEmFGAm
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
G
So nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
Ey nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
She belong to the game
DmEmFG
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
[Verse 1]
Am
I don't be cuffin' these hoes
Am
I just be bustin these hoes
G
Got me for messing for dough
Em
That's just the way that it go
Too real nigga in the feel nigga
DmEmFG
Porsche 911 with the wood grain creeper
Am
Drop top boy I ain't tryna save money
G
It's a damn shame that you tryna save honey
Em
She just wanna roam
Em
Give a nigga dome
DmEmFG
Without an insecure nigga blowin' up her phone
Am
Where you at, who you with, whole lotta questions
G
Got her in a chicken wing no it's not wrestlin'
Em
Super fly nigga, punk nigga hold the ropes
DmEmFG
Baby come through for this body slam, whoah
Am
She ain't under arrest, let the girl free
G
Let her come out and fuck with a real g
Em
H-O-S-T at the crib, power
DmEm
Jet jacuzzi, we gettin' dirty in the shower
[Chorus]
Am
That chick ain't yours
G
You mighta fucked that girl
Em
You mighta said you love that girl
Em
But she belong to the game
DmEmFGAm
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
G
So nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
Ey nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
She belong to the game
DmEmFG
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
[Verse 2]
Am
A crack star turned rap star
G
I'm that punk
G
We went to jail and turned Allahu Akbar
Em
Did it for protection
Em
I did it with affection
DmEmFG
Hit it with that good ol' long hard erection
Am
Shawty ask 'Why you such a motherfukin' playa?'
G
Imma text you the answer
G
I'm gone baby, later
Em
Out yo door to get bread
DmEmFG
When you come home there's no food still you fed
Am
Up get it, up live it
Am
Readin' books like a sucker
G
Your girl sound asleep cause a real nigga fucked her
Em
You reach for the booty and she tell you don't touch her
DmEmFG
You put the pillow on your face and yell 'Oh brother'
Am
She don't like flowers or movie dates
G
She like my dick in her mouth and gun on my waist
Em
One shot empty it out she lovin' the taste
N.C
That's the shit to put a smile on her face
[Chorus]
Am
That chick ain't yours
G
You mighta fucked that girl
Em
You mighta said you love that girl
Em
But she belong to the game
DmEmFGAm
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
G
So nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
Ey nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
She belong to the game
DmEmFG
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
[Verse 3]
Am
Thought you had a wife huh
G
Busy trickin' tryna change that whole life huh
Em
But that don't stop her from creepin' every night huh
DmEmF
Shoulda knew that that bitch wasn't right bruh
G
How could you wife her
Am
Hov done had her
Am
Ab done had her
G
We all hit it player you ain't the only batter
Em
Yeah you her man but you don't even matter
DmEmFGAm
If you knew the shit we did you'd probly stab her
AmG
Then turn around and take her back anyway
Em
Knowin' we could have that bitch any way
Dm
Misisionary, doggy style, any day
EmFGAm
Don't worry, crack a smile, you'll be OK!
GEm
So sad, so sad, so sad
DmEm
So sad, so sad, so sad
[Chorus]
Am
That chick ain't yours
G
You mighta fucked that girl
Em
You mighta said you love that girl
Em
But she belong to the game
DmEmFGAm
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
G
So nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
Ey nigga what you frontin' for?
Em
She belong to the game
DmEmFGAm
And when she's with me I let her do her thing
[Outro]
GEm
So sad, so sad, so sad
DmEmFGAm
So sad, so sad, so sad
GEm
So sad, so sad, so sad
DmEmFGAm
So sad, so sad, so sad
GEmDmEmFGAmE|-------------------------|
* play in fade-out effect