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rizzoorizzoo - game over lyrics

[hook]
pull up on the scene five b-tches in the rover
all my brother shooters all my n-gg-s they my soldiers
diamonds yellow looking like a motherf-ckin’ cobra
run up on me [?]
game over,game over,game over, game over, game over
in the beemer doing tricks
game over,game over
got your b-tch all on my d-ck
game over, game over
copped a couple packs and i made a field
game over,game over

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
you cuffin that b-tch, that ain’t my hoe
look at my chain on that b-tch i swear that is on froze
look at my mouth in that snow
all of my paper is hunnits, i count my money with my eyes closed
swervin’ in a range rover
switchin’ lanes in a range rover
[?]
ten thousand for my chain on me
[?]
but you know i’m a cocaine hoe
[?]
turn up with my wodies
we f-ck all your hoes

[verse 2: rizzoo rizzoo]
you f-ck with me then it’s over
tony montana we global
i cannot f-ck with no local
my name is all on the poster
my b-tch keep a gun in her coat
i cannot go back to broke
i be like 2k a show
or fifteen for the snow
drippin’ in sauce, overflows
i got the game in the cold
i just be f-ckin’ these hoes [?] yellow brick road
spillin’ lean on my clothes
[?]
it’s hot like i’m over the stove
i like [?]
spanish b-tch she don’t speak no inglo
stacking pesos like the [?]
got a puerto rican bilingual
she need a green p-ss to be legal
i do a drive by in the regal
game over when i see you
know some real n-gg-s that claim blue
but most my n-gg-s don’t be fool
game over

[hook]
pull up on the scene five b-tches in the rover
all my brother shooters all my n-gg-s they my soldiers
diamonds yellow looking like a motherf-ckin’ cobra
run up on me [?]
game over, game over, game over, game over, game over
in the beemer doing tricks
game over, game over
got your b-tch all on my d-ck
game over, game over
copped a couple packs and i made a field
game over, game over

[outro]
i’m the best whether you like it or not
you’re looking at the best looking man,the best dressed man
long limousines
jet planes
custom made clones
and any woman in the world i want, just like that
you’re nothing but the son of a plumber
you can’t stand the fact that i was born with a golden spoon in my mouth can ya? huh?
[?]
riding around in that funky motorcycle
why don’t you get a mercedes-benz and be a real man? huh?
you’re all playing [?]
i don’t care where you are in life, lets face it
if you’re not carrying the big gold, you’re second best no matter what you tell yourself. so gear up ladies and gentleman. get used to it in drip flare

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