Fat Joe - Put Ya in Da Game lyrics

Fat Joe, T-Pain shawtayy!

Shawty I couldn't help but notice that
You were sittin on the sideline
I got all of the material thang that'chu
Need to get a new shine
I can put you in that game and I
Can have you lookin like you've never seen
Baby, you bad as fuck
But when I'm done you be lookin so clean

Let me put you in the game
Fingernails, toenails, painted up
High heels, the chrome wheels
And you standin up
Better clothes, from head to toe
The stiletto
Got the stereo, I see your trunk
Let me put you in the game
(let me put you in the game)
Let me put you in the game
(let me put you in the game)
And mami you already know, I'm spendin dough
And you gon' be the baddest thing
On the road i can put you in the game

She said she never seen a car
With the seat in the middle
She tried to bite my chain
She thought it was some Skittles
I don't be runnin game
I just be runnin riddles
Have her hittin high notes
Like my dick comes with a fiddle
Now I'm twenty-fo' inches on
The grizzound, grizzound, uh oh
Anything you want to touch
I tizzown, tizzown, uh oh
Puffin on that haze I'm
Talkin pizzounds, pizzounds, uh oh
Gotta get that money that's how
We get down, get down, ya!
Suicide doors, I'm so Kobain
Louis camou' jacket, the bah is the same
Jesus Joey Crack you must be sellin cocaine
Cause they don't make no money like
That in the rap game mister Mister Rainman
Yeah I can make it rain
Top blown off, and I ain't even aim
Yankee hat back, the seats on lean
And no that's not a car
That's a fuckin airplane

Ha ha'! Allow me to reintroduce myself
My name is O, it leans in my kizzo, kizzo
Uh oh and I blow difference cause
I'm stizzuck, stizzuck, uh oh
Party on the yacht or we
Can party on the island
Party with two - wait I
Guarantee I'll have you smillin
Say she never partied with a G like me
Well I'm in Carol City servin E to the fiends
Bet'chu never ride that bus
20's on that Cayenne truck
Bet I'll have your friends
Like they stick together, who fly as us?
Listen to me shawty I can put you in the game
Jabar rocks drippin
Couple diamonds in your chain
You know we on a roll
Blowin 'dro gettin dough
So all you got do is say
YES ma and we can go!

Now she lookin past y'all
Cause your boy's in a slump
I took her out of the 'jects
The top floor of the Trump
Had to hustle hard to give
Lil' momma the months
Now she runnin down 5th like
She related to Gump i'm talkin Forrest
And yes that's the hood where I'm from
Had shawty bustin off like the pussy's a gun
Then I beat it up
Like that ass comes with a drum
And I can do the same things for
You that I did for Pun one