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the game - a.i. with the braids lyrics

[intro]
zombie on the track

[chorus: the game]
i’m a.i. with the braids
i’m a.i. with the braids
i’m a.i. with the braids
dribble rock, crossover, young n-gg- get paid
i’m a.i. with the braids (f-ck b-tches)
i’m a.i. with the braids (get money)
i’m a.i. with the braids
dribble rock, crossover, young n-gg- get paid

[bridge: the notorious b.i.g.]
relax and take notes while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
relax and take notes while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
get money

[verse 1: the game]
call me a saint, call me a sinner, the 405 eatin’ lamborghini for dinner
like any member of junior m.a.f.i.a., versace shades, i could see the opp in ya
hatin’ is a disease, usher raymond
stop it, the tommy got more power than cainan
they wanna know what i whispered in 50 ear
g-unit, motherf-cker, the real ghost is here
(f-ck b-tches) like a.i. did
f-cked a few kardashians if i say i did
ben simmons, dribble rock all day i did
can’t a motherf-cker tell me ’bout the way i live
f-ck b-tches

[verse 2: the game]
my favorite number 3, my b-tches come in threes
two of ’em from the 623s (f-ck b-tches)
did them air jordans dirty
bought the rolls-royce truck to match the georgetown jersey
triple double, yeah, my team all ate
don’t braid a n-gg- hair unless you get the part straight (get money)
see any stripper i like and i’ma throw that sh-t
blackout in the club on some kodak sh-t
all red reebok answers, bodak, b-tch
thug life, you better know that sh-t
don c mitch-ll in that sixers shorts, yeah, throwback sh-t

[verse 3: lil’ wayne]
uh
i’m a.i. with the braids
i’m lil’ wayne with the braids
i’m b.i. with the braids
deepside, let us praise
young lebron with the braids
i’m kawhi with the braids
i’m k.d. with the dray’s
i’m m.j. with the j’s
a.i. with the braids, with the designs like a maze
i facetime with my babes, but it’s me-time for my fave
i crossover then i move on
hit her with the hesi- move on
like a.i. with his shoes on
with his headband and his jewels on
a.i. with his jersey untucked
a.i. with his jersey too long
a.i. out in georgetown, young buck
a.i. with the afro uncut
a.i. with the jersey all white with the big shorts over the black tights
turn a gameday into a game night
turn a team fight to a gang fight
a.i. with the gun door
point guard with the gun door
lil n-gg- with a a.k. look like a.i. with mutombo
trap door, let my blood boil
i’m his young bro from the n.o
like a.i. on some gumbo, gangsta on court and in court

- the game lyrics

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