| [carl thomas] | |
| Treats me the same | |
| Treats you the same | |
| Ohh, treats me the same | |
| Treats you the same | |
| Ohh, nobody | |
| Ohh, nobody | |
| [tash] | |
| You know what? it's hella lonely at the top when you rich without a girl | |
| It's me against the world, but that's how my world twirl | |
| So let that shit spin cause i'ma play it to the end | |
| Sometime you gotta make decisions: your woman or your friends? | |
| My friends come first | |
| My females is secondary | |
| The last girl I had was this bad ass secretary | |
| Her name was yvonne - that bitch thought she was the bomb | |
| But I knew it wouldn't work, I never took her home to moms | |
| You know havin a ball not givin my all | |
| Holdin hands down the hall at the crenshaw mall | |
| She used to look at me and saw no flaws at all | |
| We was close - she walked around my house in her draws | |
| But after all the good times you know comes the rain | |
| I had to cut that bitch off for some shit I can't explain | |
| I blamed it on her trip and she blamed it on my fame | |
| I got cupid lookin stupid | |
| But that's a part of the game | |
| [carl thomas] | |
| Ohh the game owes nothin to nobody | |
| So I'm tellin you this from the start | |
| If you find you've been decieved by another | |
| Then you better just trust in your heart | |
| [tash] | |
| So all the ladies wave your hands if you down wit your man | |
| I know them two kids you got wasn't part of the plan | |
| What this world is a twist; if it ain't that it's this | |
| I like the kinda girl that tatoo niggaz names on they wrist | |
| Tash on your tit | |
| That's the kinda girl I need | |
| After work, feeds her seeds then smokes a little weed | |
| Low key; that's how my girl gon' be | |
| But I ain't found her yet and she ain't found me | |
| So I'm lookin | |
| For all the sexy hoes that ain't tooken | |
| Carl put me down with this bad broad from brooklyn | |
| But all I do is hit - no spark, no flame | |
| I got cupid lookin stupid | |
| But that's a part of the game | |
| Chorus | |
| [tash] | |
| I know this love song I'm writin ain't flashin your excitement | |
| But when you least expect it love will strike you like some lightning | |
| That's why I'm here to warn ya | |
| These girls in california, they'll take you to the cleaners | |
| If you let 'em put it on ya (put what? ) | |
| You know the little wifey deluxe | |
| That'll have your friends and family rentin a tux | |
| That's why you gotta keep it p.i. | |
| So even if your buck stop | |
| You got the type of girl that'll walk you to the bus stop | |
| True love- | |
| That's kinda hard to find when you rhyme | |
| I'm 27 now and it's 1999 | |
| But i'ma find mine; matter fact, what's yo name? | |
| -trust in yo heart- but that's a part of the game |