The Game - Cats and Dogs (Feat. Kobe) lyrics
rate meHook:
Not what you feeling bitch
You gon' learn to shut your mouth 'cause we gon' eat now (now, now, now)
Fuck your feelings bitch
Just gon' hop your ass in here and move this shit round
Hold this shit down
Come move them things for me
Across town, town
And make sure they touch down
Just make it in town
And make sure they touch down, touch down
Verse1: The Game
Uh huh
I need a gangsta bitch nigga I ain't lying
I'm talking when I fuck she screaming "Yeah" silence (silence)
No domestic violence (violence)
Just domestic diamonds
So let me ice you out so when you sliding down that pole
Doing your Magic City thing your neck and wrist glow
I'm dreaming she ain't a stripper she a classy girl
Gone off that Patron and she my nasty girl
First name Rachel, last name Jones
You related to Nas, girl Queens my second home
You know your prince Akeem come with a semi
We can tear it up
Weekend in Cannes then we coming to America
Wear them Jimmy Choos but she love that Gucci
Never been to ATL but she love that Gucci (Brr)
She taught me how to cook Cajun, I taught her how to cook crack
And I chopped it on her back now tell me where they do that
Hook:
Not what you feeling bitch
You gon' learn to shut your mouth 'cause we gon' eat now (now, now, now)
Fuck your feelings bitch
Just gon' hop your ass in here and move this shit round
Hold this shit down
Come move them things for me
Across town, town
And make sure they touch down
Just make it in town
And make sure they touch down, touch down
Verse 2: The Game
I put her on the Greyhound
She know she better stay down
Ride or die like my Bentley man this bitch will never breakdown
She my busta baby, you should see her bust a trade pound
Love Roc-A-Fella so much she won't even call me Jay now
She roll my weed man, like she my wingman
Then we get high play Tiger Woods on that Wii, damn
Love is four seasons, hate is 365
And the game of cats and dogs keep your bitch by your side
Got a hard top Lambo when the rain start to pour
Not the rain outside, talkin' the rain indoors
Her girlfriend told her, that I was creeping wit a stripper
Told her I was courtside watching the wack ass Clippers
Bitch please! I'm a Laker fan and Kobe that's my nigga
Keep my grass cut so I can see when the snake slither
Shit came out of nowhere like Khloé and Lamar
Kinda got a nigga thinking maybe I'm...
Hook:
Not what you feeling bitch
You gon' learn to shut your mouth 'cause we gon' eat now (now, now, now)
Fuck your feelings bitch
Just gon' hop your ass in here and move this shit round
Hold this shit down
Come move them things for me
Across town, town
And make sure they touch down
Just make it in town
And make sure they touch down, touch down
Verse 3: The Game
I let her drive the Range on our first date
She the first one to put me on that Drake mixtape
I just want to be successful baby
Take you out them Hudson jeans and re-dress you baby
We can walk down Rodeo, turn around you on Melrose
Fly to New York in the winter and try on some Timbos
Or we can hit South Beach fuck wit Ross and Timbo
The world is cherry pie and we can slice it up like Kimbo
You cook the rock, I break it down
I wrap em up, you weigh them pounds
I make the call, you start the car
We can drive it outta town
I'm your nigga, right?
And she my bitch (Yeah)
Even if they lock me up, she gon' get them bricks there
When we get tired, we hit the truck stop and sit there
Unzip my 501's and she gon' put her lips there
The memoirs of a perfect bitch
You gotta hold em down even if it's...
Hook:
Not what you feeling bitch
You gon' learn to shut your mouth 'cause we gon' eat now (now, now, now)
Fuck your feelings bitch
Just gon' hop your ass in here and move this shit round
Hold this shit down
Come move them things for me
Across town, town
And make sure they touch down
Just make it in town
And make sure they touch down, touch down<br />
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Thanks to Nano
