The Game - Pushin It Lyrics

Do it by the touch

Remember Camron first shit
Think it was horse and carriage
But I ain't talkin' marriage
I'm talking 14 carrots
I ain't talkin tiffany
Cause I ain't talking industry
I'm talking in the streets
Twin Bentleys
I'm tryin' to be with you mentally before physically
I'm physically before mentally, just remember me
For you I let that thing sing like a symphony
*Sid and Nancy* and Micky and Mallory we meant to be*

Never been a trick I do the shopping for the both us
Send shots at the vultures
In these Marc Jacob loafers
And I'm saying
You gon let me see something
Stop playin
I didn't know it was like that, God-damn
You bring the LL out a nigga
The Louie V the Burken the Chanel out a nigga
J 12 out a nigga so you know what time it is

I'm bout to call the
Yo ma, why you tryna live

Pushin it your lips
Cause my drug is your kiss
I'm pushin it your body
Your beautiful that you knew
I'm pushin it back door
I'm a elevate ya to the top floor
I'm pushin' it need a rush
The way thats happens when our bodys touch

What's happnin' mami what you doin' you supposed to be
Livin' in a lap of luxury so you should go with me
I'm openly excited spend the night I bet u like it
Do with it whatever you like it don't matter just don't bite it
You see that feeling when you met me well you shouldn't fight it
They said you and I are more than worth a try so don't deny it
See I'm king like Leonidas, dress your hands with the brightest stones
Known the man when your mans pockets on a diet
Walk you in this presidential out that doublin' the Hyatt
Big money talkin', all broke niggas be quiet
It don't matter how we feel all what matters is how we live
Don't listen to his opinion until he stack a couple mil
But until then feels free to come chill
And my crib in the hills set back and kick off your heels
Say you never seen a pad with a view so ill
Or receive so much pleasure that you couldn't hold still
We'll until...


Straight to the Penthouse, Elevate
Let me put my hands on your w-w-waiste
Let me take a second, let me take it in
You can run that game all night
But you know I w-w-win

I am Superman, I'm supercool
I'm in the air, all over you
I am Superman, I'm supercool
I'm in the air, all over you

I let your friends talk bad about you
I didn't lisso (listen)
Behind your back calling you a H to the Izzo
I apologise lay your head on the pillow
Mr and Mrs Smith and we can have a little Willow
She can shave the sides put a couple lines in it
And we can have spitzers put a couple limes in it
Throw a Bar Mitzvah put a couple dimes in it
She go see a Drake show but never out of line with it
So every chance I get nigga I'm in it
Deep sea diving trying to see what I can find in it
So it's mine illy and that's a Porsche ain't it
So picture that and have Andy Warhol paint it
I'm a rude boy so I'm a go get it up
Rihanna post Chris Matt Kemp
Baby this is us
So talk to me
Have you ever been to Cannes
Yeah South of France next stop Japan
Let's go...



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