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The Game – Only One Lyrics

[Chris Brown]
All these girls around the World, they love me
I'm supposed to be the only one
It aint my fault if all these ladies love me
Thought I was supposed to the only one
Believe that I'm a gangsta girl
All I ever wanted was a real girl
You know that I'm a gangsta girl

[Game - Verse 1]
I'm supposed to be your number one
Thought we was getting married when the summer come
Two piece Armani with the?
And when she look in my eyes she see a money sign
She see Loiue Vuitton, she see them Prada heels
I took her outta that couch, hotter than?
I mean it's gotta feel good to a b-tch about the hood
Driving a Rose Phantom with an angel on the hood
I mean mp3junkyard. Blogspot. Com we living that good
Chowing on Mr Chow's after this it's Fillippe
N-gga you know my style
Lil Cristal, Lil Rose
A whole bunch of Al's bad b-tches in the place
N-gga feel like an Owl, n-gga I'm so fly
Pull that Bugatti out, them haters gon die
Baby you know them doors are suicide
And it aint about nuttin but you and I

[Chris Brown]
All these girls around the World, they love me
I'm supposed to be the only one
It aint my fault if all these ladies love me
Thought I was supposed to the only one
Believe that I'm a gangsta girl
All I ever wanted was a real girl
You know that I'm a gangsta girl

[Game - Verse 2]
She used to stash my loot, all in the sofa
Then I used to knock her boots all in the sofa
She had 3 stocks, one chrome on that Toyota
Then she flipped channels on a n-gga
Oprah, all up in the club getting hawk by the vultures
The femal Spreewell, was too hard to couch her
So I had to do the best thing for both us
Take myself shopping, get my Ralph Lauren coats up
It aint trickin' if you got it right, No sir
Can't get a shot of Patron unless she gon f-ck
Can't leave these hoes alone n-gga it's so tough
Especially if they finance the nose, I pick them both up
Then we hit South beach, pull my Gucci loc's up
Hit my n-gga Wayne like let me borrow some?
Looking like a casting call and we show up
We getting Young Money but we grown up
So what!

[Chorus:]
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