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    "Game Got Switched" Lyrics

    Ludacris

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    [Chorus: Repeat 2X]
    I hate it when it's too many niggaz, not enough hoes
    Too many rookies, not enough pros
    The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
    So all y'all can suck my diock, BIATCH!!

    [Verse 1]
    I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL
    We dirty south shut yo' mouth we rock jews
    No holds barred but obey the block rules
    Cock tools put chlorine in record pools
    Are there anyone like ya (HELL NAW!!)
    I treat humans like students (FAIL Y'ALL)
    So turn ya books to page 69 and start suckin
    When Organized drop the tracks then start duckin
    When Ludacris get in the bed start fuckin
    [Girl:] You wanna be startin some'n
    Get out the booth
    and lemme tell y'all the truth, we kick down do's
    Save all the H20 for front rows
    Live in the bank and watch for stank hoes
    Stay chromed out and that's on or off road
    If you know what I mean proceed to stay clean
    Light skinded nigga turn red but get green
    Inhale some of that 'dro but blow steam
    Love a combination big ass and tight jeans

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2]
    [Girl:] Boy you done lost yo' mind
    No I've lost my virginity
    And I shot quick like that fool shot Kennedy
    What's the remedy Hennessey Coke
    If you cut all your money you'd still be half broke
    Ashes to ashes smoke or get smoked
    We come by the masses you come and get choked
    If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke
    Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope
    So now we eatin lobster shrimp and things
    And watch for imposters that's been in the game
    We invented the game and y'all just got hip
    [Dude:] Man what's that smell
    PROBABLY YO UPPER LIP
    Cause I love to walk around like my shit don't stank
    Even if it's cigars and that purple color dank
    Chillin in the gut with no trace of Tom Hanks
    So put this in yo' jaw like weiners and beef franks

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    I put too much sugar in my Kool..Aid
    And party like a kid wit a high top fade
    Arrive to a show and I like to get paid
    Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid
    Ride up on my back like rugs and floormats
    I'm on the right page but what's my format
    I wave to the ocean cause I'm where shores at
    And women go nuts just like my bozack
    Did you know that? Man I'm the gift of change
    Electric stoves so give me the keys to the Range
    Shagadelic, beautiful but strange
    Went to Magic City saw Nikki and Blue Flames
    Rearrange, same broad different night
    Pass the E&J and let a nigga get right
    The bomb threaten dude that's on yo same flight
    The highlight's that I live a high ass life

    [Chorus - 3X (w/ minor variations)]
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Christopher Bridges, Christopher Brian Bridges, Rico R Wade.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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