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Game Got Switched Lyrics - Incognegro - Ludacris

[Chorus: x2] 

I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes 

Too many rookies, not enough pros 

The game got switched on some Ludacris shit 

So all y'all can suck my dick, bitch! 

 

I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL 

We dirty south shut yo' mouth we rock jewels 

No holds barred but obey the block rules 

Cock tools put chlorine in record pools 

Are there anyone like ya (Hell no!) 

I treat humans like students (Fail y'all) 

So turn ya books to page 69 and start sucking 

When Organized drop the tracks then start ducking 

When Ludacris get in the bed start fucking 

You wanna be starting something Get out the booth 

And lemme tell y'all the truth, we kick down do's 

Save all the H20 for front rows 

Live in the bank and watch for stank hoes 

Stay chromed out and that's on or off road 

If you know what I mean proceed to stay clean 

Light skinded nigga turn red but get green 

Inhale some of that 'dro but blow steam 

Love a combination big ass and tight jeans 

 

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[Chorus] 

 

Boy you done lost yo' mind 

No I've lost my virginity 

And I shot click like that fool shot Kennedy 

What's the remedy Hennessey Coke 

If you cut all your money you'd still be half broke 

Ashes to ashes smoke or get smoked 

We come by the masses you come and get choked 

If you take me for a fool I'll take you for a joke 

Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope 

So now we eating lobster shrimp and things 

And watch for impostors that's been in the game 

We invented the game and y'all just got hip 

(Man what's that smell) Probably your upper lip! 

Cause I love to walk around like my shit don't stank 

Even if it's cigars and that purple color dank 

Chilling in the gut with no trace of Tom Hanks 

So put this in yo' jaw like wieners and beef franks 

 

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[Chorus] 

 

I put too much sugar in my Kool Aid 

And party like a kid wit a high top fade 

Arrive to a show and I like to get paid 

Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid 

Ride up on my back like rugs and floormats 

I'm on the right page but what's my format 

I wave to the ocean cause I'm where shores at 

And women go nuts just like my bozack 

Did you know that? Man I'm the gift of change 

Electric stoves so give me the keys to the Range 

Shagadelic, beautiful but strange 

Went to Magic City saw Nikki and Blue Flames 

Rearrange, same broad different night 

Pass the E&J and let a nigga get right 

The bomb threaten dude that's on yo same flight 

The highlight's that I live a high ass life 

 

[Chorus: x3] 

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