Print

(feat. Kanye West) [Sample:] For you baby, I'd find you 4x [Verse 1: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"] I done been around the world, been around the block Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and Pac Like Vida Guerrera, ass took her to the top She'll give you some brains, you let her throw up the Roc Let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some cock Picture that, like Megan Good and Jamie Foxx Hype said "It's a wrap", she still on the set Puttin' oil on her legs, like she Gloria Velez She was eye candy in the Double XL Hopped of the page and on the skateboard with Pharrell I knew she (wouldn't get far) 'Cause five hundred dollars can't get you that (far) How you get that (far)? And all these new video bitches tryna be Melyssa Ford But they don't know Melyssa Ford drive a Honda Accord She a video vixen, but behind close doors She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards Haha Songtexte[Hook: The Game + sample, {Kanye West}] (You wouldn't get far, far, far) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are, Put your hands up ladies (You wouldn't get far) If you kept your legs closed (It would be just a waste of time) But you know (You wouldn't get far, far, far) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are I wrote this song for you (For you baby, I'd find you) [x2] For you {for you}, and you (uh) For all y'all [Verse 2: Kanye West + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"] Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes Did I have under my belt, like boxers Not to brag, but, if it add up, one two Nigga that's mad nuts, Game you mad nuts How you gonna call out all these Bitches knowin' damn well they gonna call me The only dream of the ghetto prom queen Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen Maybe get chose by a nigga from a team Head so good he don't ask for a pre...nup Now ask your self this question, uh Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO Would you be with F-A-B-O, if he drove an EO Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo Well why the hell you think these bitches comin' at me for? But since they all fall in my palm, I'll take a trio [Hook: The Game + sample] (You wouldn't get far, far, far) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are, Put your hands up baby (You wouldn't get far) If you kept your mouth closed (It would be just a waste of time) But you know (You wouldn't get far, far, far) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are I wrote this song for you (For you baby, I'd find you) [x2] For you, and you For all y'all [Verse 3: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"] I done have my share of bitches with long hair Short 'do like Kelis, a Halle, and boomerang, yea I been around the block in a Bentley, drop top On Miami Beach when Lil' Kim was fuckin' with Scott I got the scoop on Hoopz, whatever the case She let you spray in her face, as long as you Bathin' Apes And ain't nobody tryna take Beyonce from Jay But I know a bitch named Super Head, fucked back in the day The things niggas do when pussy sittin' on they face Stab Un in the stomach She musta had a pussy like Wonder Woman On that superhero shit, fly as Gabrielle Union In the back of my six, fo' Impala Forget the double D's, I put 'em right in your face Like that model bitch De Cara(?) And she ain't win the show, but she ridin in that Gelatta(?) That's why I fuck 'em today then forget 'em tomorrow [Hook: The Game + sample] (You wouldn't get far, far, far) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are, Put your hands up ladies (You wouldn't get far) If you kept your legs closed (It would be just a waste of time) But you know (You wouldn't get far, far, far) Fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are I wrote this song for you (For you baby, I'd find you) [x2] For you, and you For all y'all [Outro: The Game talking] God damn, you know what I'm sayin'? I was sittin' back and watchin' Kanye video And I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhyme's video Then I flipped the motherfuckin' channel, checkin' out my uncle Snoop Dogg's video And I see the same bitch that was in MY video You know what I'm sayin'? And then, you know what I'm sayin', to make that even more fucked up I'm watchin' Oprah coverin' Hurricane Katrina I see the same bitch on Oprah, floatin' away on the hood of a Camry, that was in the nigga Lil' Weezy video I mean, damn! Everywhere I look, everywhere I go, I see the same hoes Don't get mad, I'm only bein' real... yea Aus Songtexte Mania