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Young Buck( David Darnell Brown )
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Game Over (Remix)
Young Buck & Lil' Flip Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Haha, woo) Game over, ahh, yeah, game over (Yeah, the remix) The remix, the remix, the remix
Clover Gs in the building (Game over, fo' sho', fo' sho, fo' sho') We got G-Unit it the building (Game over, fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho') UGK in the building (Game over, fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho') It's Lil' Flip, Young Buck and Bun B, holla at 'em
My chain hanging twenty fo's on my Escalade and I smoke so much, a lot of people might think I'm a Jamaican I know just where to take 'em straight to the Dirty Dirty Where Bun come from and Lil' Flip flip them birdie birdies
Me and Banks, Bank heading out in ATL 50 riding with me, blowing sticky down in Cashville We keep the club crunk, y'all know how we do it Now let me see you stomp in your G-units (Stomp)
They say I'm dressed like a thug, they won't let me in Security better move or get up on my level then The hood in here, where they at (Here we go, Buck) Now let's buy the bar and drink 'til we throw up
(Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over)
Lil' Flip is in the building, oh, boy (Oh, boy) Ah, shit, I had to do a remix I got a thousand dollar shirt, plus three hundred dollar kicks I know you mad 'cause your gal love my voice (Ooh) I know you mad, I'm on the cover of The Source (No)
I take fifteen minutes to drop a track, boy You ain't know I got Houston tatted on my back, boy I be in Philly with Beans, I be with 50 in Queens I be in Houston with Bun, I keep a gun
From the crack game, to the rap game But my main goal is to try to stack change I'm number one on the charts, you at the bottom, boy 'Cause if you drop when I drop, it's a problem, boy Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I got kicks for days, I move bricks and haze I'm Big Pimpin' like Jay, we chopping blades And Clover Gs on top of my chain When I die, put a crown on top of my name, holla (Now who they want?) (Ahh, now who they want?)
(Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over)
It's the king of the underground, the king of the thrill In that candy Cadillac with pinky ring on the wheel Diamonds against the wood, southern side stunting And it's nothing for Bun B to come down on them bustas
I saw your rims, fool, the spinners but they not dammit See that's that half ass hustling, let's not have it You wanna ball with the best? Just go ball with the rest Got more TVs in my car then best buy
You can just cry, your crew or a takeover My nine will give you a new grill like Extreme Makeover Do this Pimp C, come home, we move the fake over To lame over and it's the same 'cause the game over
(Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over)
(Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over) (Now who they want?) Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip (Game over)
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