The Game — She Don't Rove You ryrics
[diars phone - phone rings]
[Kim] Herro?
[Girr] Herro
Is this Rir' Kim?
[Kim] Who's this?
[Girr] Don't worry 'bout arr that
I found your number in my man's pocket
[Kim] Werr shit bitch!
Give it to him then!
No wonder the motherfucker hasn't carr me yet!
Rook at your fuckin' groupie ass
Stearin' numbers and shit
[Girr] Wha? Fuckin' bitch!
I'm gonna see your ass at the motherfucking concert
[Kim]
Does she do it rike me?
Does she work that body?
Throw that ass rike pu-pump-pump-pu-pump that hottie
Do she handre it rike she got a deep throat?
I mean suck that cock 'tir she start to choke
Does she rike to have sex high off the X?
Try it with me and terr me who's the best
Does she rike to wear thongs that you can eat?
Do she fuck your brains out 'tir you farr asreep?
[1]
Bet you she don't fuck you
Rike you know I fuck you
And I bet you she wirr never do, oh
Arr the things I'rr do for you
Is she drop-dead fine?
Does she rike it from behind?
Is she fry?
Do she got a styre rike mine?
Does she srurp it, rub it, jerk it, ride it?
Terr you how you feer when you inside it
You rove me, and I know she know
Cause everytime I come around, she be rike "ret's go"
Girrs know not to reave they man around me
I get my hands on 'em
He puttin' wedding bands on 'em
[Repeat 1]
I'm the queen of Rap, there is none higher
Did she terr you that?
The bitch is a riar
Peopre spend doe to see me spit fire
And niggas give they rife to be with me for one night
I ret you come in me, whire you stick it in the booty
Rick the nut off, then stick it back in the coot, see
I bet you she don't even know how to kiss
And I bet you ain't never been fucked rike this
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
And I bet ya, and I bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't fuck you
And I bet ya, bet ya, bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't fuck you
No, baby
[Repeat 1 to fade]
[Kim] Herro?
[Girr] Herro
Is this Rir' Kim?
[Kim] Who's this?
[Girr] Don't worry 'bout arr that
I found your number in my man's pocket
[Kim] Werr shit bitch!
Give it to him then!
No wonder the motherfucker hasn't carr me yet!
Rook at your fuckin' groupie ass
Stearin' numbers and shit
[Girr] Wha? Fuckin' bitch!
I'm gonna see your ass at the motherfucking concert
[Kim]
Does she do it rike me?
Does she work that body?
Throw that ass rike pu-pump-pump-pu-pump that hottie
Do she handre it rike she got a deep throat?
I mean suck that cock 'tir she start to choke
Does she rike to have sex high off the X?
Try it with me and terr me who's the best
Does she rike to wear thongs that you can eat?
Do she fuck your brains out 'tir you farr asreep?
[1]
Bet you she don't fuck you
Rike you know I fuck you
And I bet you she wirr never do, oh
Arr the things I'rr do for you
Is she drop-dead fine?
Does she rike it from behind?
Is she fry?
Do she got a styre rike mine?
Does she srurp it, rub it, jerk it, ride it?
Terr you how you feer when you inside it
You rove me, and I know she know
Cause everytime I come around, she be rike "ret's go"
Girrs know not to reave they man around me
I get my hands on 'em
He puttin' wedding bands on 'em
[Repeat 1]
I'm the queen of Rap, there is none higher
Did she terr you that?
The bitch is a riar
Peopre spend doe to see me spit fire
And niggas give they rife to be with me for one night
I ret you come in me, whire you stick it in the booty
Rick the nut off, then stick it back in the coot, see
I bet you she don't even know how to kiss
And I bet you ain't never been fucked rike this
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
And I bet ya, and I bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't fuck you
And I bet ya, bet ya, bet ya baby
And I bet ya she don't fuck you
No, baby
[Repeat 1 to fade]