Lyrics QUE. – Games

Fuck these hoes man, on my momma

I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games

On my dead baby I tried to change, but I ain’t with the fucking games
I don’t even fuck with I can’t, this ain’t no fucking charade
Dawg all of these bitches I treat em the fucking same
That’s a promise I’m making, I’m taking that to my fucking grave
My past 3 bitches I refrain from hitting shit
My first one was just addicted to lame niggas
Second bitch I was with was addicted to pain killers
And my present bitch was my side bitch, that my main tender
Break your back for a ho, she gon want you to break it some more
BITCH PLEASE, that ain’t the way it go
I ain’t chasing none of you hoes, I might sprain my toe
And I don’t like injuries, all that love shit a parody
I’d rather snack on some asparagus, fuck it I’m arrogant
I don’t want your heart, baby girl you can spare me… BITCH

I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games

The bitches with the best pussy, they be the pettiest
Ugly bitches, sexy bitch we know who the messiest
Its the pretty hoes, broke as fuck but piece of diddy though
Putting on, bitch flexing like fuck
Is you sick or is you not, is you pregnant or what
How you at a pool party you just had an abortion
Something fishy going on, I think they call for extortion
Nigga tricking on you, bitch I know you had an endorser
Why you want a child, bitch you couldn’t take care your yorkie
Who you think you fooling with the fake celine bag
First time we fucked, bitch I fucked on the bean bag
And I used to fuck all your friends back when we road the G-Wag
The young nigga drop, that when you threw the pussy
And I wasn’t even shocked, cause I know you been looking
And just like a nigga, I said fuck it and took it
As dizzy try to tell me that your forever crooked… BITCH!

I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I ain’t fucking with nomore ungrateful bitches
Little petty ass, spiteful and hateful bitches
And if it ever feel like a nigga can take yo bitch, 9 times outta 10
She prolly ain’t yo bitch you digg
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games
I’m done with the fucking games