I Got My Game On

I got my game on

I step out of the shower steamin’ up the place
Wipe off the mirror, shave my baby face Can’t help but smile, hey what can I say
I got my game on

Put on my black silk shirt, my Armani suit, My custom made hat, my alligator boots, Slip my rings on my fingers, my new
shades,
Ooooh I got my game on

Yeah I got my game on
Better hang on tight
I guarantee it’s gonna be a helluva ride
I got my groove on, I got my smooth on
Yeah you ladies better watch out tonight
I got my game on

Get to the club in my caddy with my custom 24’s
Flip my keys to the valet and I’m ready to roar
They’re gonna know the second I strut through the door
I got my game on

Yeah I got my game on
Better hang on tight
I guarantee it’s gonna be a helluva ride
I got my groove on, I got my smooth on
Yeah you ladies are in trouble tonight
I got my game on

That little hottie at the bar
Just game me a wink
Flash my Platinum card
And buy her a drink
From that look she’s giving me son it’s a damn good thing.

I got my game on
Better hang on tight
I guarantee it’s gonna be a helluva ride
I got my groove on, I got my smooth on
Goin' rock star crazy tonight
I got my game on

Yeah I got my game on, game on now baby

I got my game on

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