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game - hard liquor lyrics

(hard liquor)
dre you must’ve been of the hennessy when he did this my n-gg-
(hard liquor)
(hard liquor)

(is there anymore (hard liquor))

(make sure that it’s mixed and twisted with a little bit of lemon juice on ice, on ice, on ice, yeah)

(verse 1)
you know me i turn them 40 bottles upside down
like n-gg-z with dead homies till it’s empty like my 4 pound.
n-gg-z thinkin i’m drunk
reach 4 my n.w.a chain and get ur -ss beat wit da pump.
tell security it’s game plus 50
and he probably gets f–ked up every night like bobby did whitney.
f–k poppin crystal
i got a bottle of henny
me and my nine stay together like hardaway and lil’penny
i ain’t here so u can ask about em or dre
i came to see some b-tches shake their -ss like beyonc.
so let me be hov’ 4 a minute
get up in your hoe 4 a minute
and u could be my hoe 4 a minute.
like i’m diddy
be j-lo 4 a minute
from the windows to the wall gettin low while i’m in it.
all i gotta do is h-t em with a jay-z line
like u deserve to be my sunshine.

(chorus – j love)
see her on the floor
she’s s-xy
tell her where the af-
ter party is
but make sure that you see her friends before,
before, before, mmmmmmmmhhh

(verse 2)
i’ll spend a hundred dollars take a b-tch to the hyatt,
then treat her like busta like her -ss on fire.
i’m a gangsta mah,
i wanna see you wiggle your b-tt cheeks both hands round your ankles mah.
all i wanna see is -ss and t-tties.
shake it like they do in magic city
with t.i. in that mothaf–ka,
i’m like fifty [? pi?] in’this motha f–ka.

you the them gold d’s on that porsche truck
i show you how gangstas f–k
my 45 to the back of your weak
both of your arms in handcuffs
take a bottle of cisco to the head
see how you like getting f–ked with a pistol to ya head.
tell ya girls i f–ked your brains out,
we can do a manage-a-trois, pull the whips and chains out
i tear that frame out
i ain’t no stunt man
i pull that range out
“b-tch”

(chorus – jay love)
see her on the floor
she’s s-xy
tell her where the af-
ter party is
but make sure that you see her friends before,
before, before, mmmmmmmmhhh

(verse 3)
i got 40’s like the liquor store,
pour it on your weave like that b-tch in the g-thang video.
you look wet, let me help you out your von dutch’s

know you used to n-gg-s spinning but tonight i’m f–king,
the truck stop, the rims spin, i know they hate me f–k em.
it’s killa cally n-gg- haters come a dime a dozen
load em sh-lls then i get drunk p-ssy,
this bottle of hennessy got me wanting to f–k missy.
i’m a gangsta i can turn that b-tch out,
play with her p-ssy then drop extasy in her crystal,
60 seconds later i’m kicking that b-tch out.
then ride down the show with the 4-5th out
stop at the store
that b-tch emptied my cris out
give me 50 feet or i’ll empty this clip out.
n-gg-s wanna know what this la sh-t ’bout
just visit when the bloods and crips’ out

(is there anymore any more (hard liquor)

(make sure that it’s mixed and twisted with a little bit of lemon juice
on ice, on ice, on ice, yeah)

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