Mikkey Halsted - Love Games lyrics
rate meG, let me tell you ‘bout Shawty
See Shawty was bad, I mean like super bad
Her legs was kryptonite, I was Superman
She was fly as hell, why I sailed out?
Said she stopped roppin’ through cuz they was getting played out
Low key fresh but you could tell she a boss
And see her name on the bag but you could tell that it cost
I know I’m playin’ with fire
This must have been how Samson felt when he first met Delilah
Can we retire somewhere quaint? Have a drink, maybe dinner?
I’m thinkin’ to myself "I’m ‘bout to put a baby in ‘er"
She thinkin’ that this could be Mr. Right
But I fuck it up if I fuck ‘er tonight
Chorus:
So we started playing love games
We’re playing love games
(La la la la )
This ain’t checkers, it's chess
Better make your next move your best
Or we gon keep playing love games!
We’re playing love games
This ain’t checkers, it's chess
Hope you make your next move your best
Uh she got me out my body, it’s like she snatched my soul
It was an ambush, she was in the grassy know
As a conspiracy, it’s almost like she made me go
She doin’ everything right, G she a pro
I’m wonderin’ if she a ho
Don’t front, y’all understand it
I know I 1-2, but face it, it’s a double standard
I ran a background check, nothing too exhaustive
A few lames in the past but it was mostly bosses
That’s how it’s ‘posed to be, ain’t nothing wrong at all
See, you know you’re that fine, baby, you supposed to ball
Your body’s made for Ermay, feet were made for a queen
Anything else would be obscene
Chorus:
So we started playing love games
We’re playing love games
(La la la la )
This ain’t checkers, it's chess
Better make your next move your best
Or we gon keep playing love games!
We’re playing love games
This ain’t checkers, it's chess
Hope you make your next move your best
She thinkin’ how on this shit I be
Should I tell ‘er all my past?
Or just keep it tucked away and just pray that he never ask
Should I tell ‘er ‘bout Dru? They run in the same circles
They say what you don’t know won’t hurt you, that’s till he find out
Maybe he wouldn’t care, maybe he act secure
Maybe he beat my ass and leave me, I ain’t for sure
But what about him? Shit, he’s always on the road
We probably on the same shit, just a difficult mode
But what if this is true? What if this here is real?
Maybe we should wear our hearts on our sleeves when we deal
What if this one time both of our feelings are pure?
Well, until I really know for sure I’mma keep playing love games
We’re playing love games..
Chorus:
This ain’t checkers, this chess
Hope you make your next move your best
So we can stop playing love games!
(Ta ta ta ta ta)