"You Think You Got Game" genre: Contemporary Urban
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	Story Behind the Song You Think You Got Game Produced, Mixed & Mastered by: William Messner Written By: William Messner, Jiana Macuda, Stefanie Berecz, Tiffany Turner Instrumental Track Programming: William Messner Guitar: Greg Landfair Vocal Arrangement: William Messner, Stefanie Berecz, Tiffany Turner, Jiana Macuda Lead Vocals Singing & Rap: Jiana Macuda Background Vocals: Jiana Macuda, Stefanie Berecz, Tiffany Turner Copyright 2003, Pursuit Entertainment All Rights Reserved Lyrics Verse 1 Don't mess with me what a tragedy I give you credit more than you gave me Mistook my look – thought you got me all shook But cha too lame for my game – you ain’t in my book Ya think ya hot in ya 64 Impala ya pull the window down n start to holla Fool, don't you know the plate says grandad You got your old man's ride & that's too bad. Chorus You think you got game but you don't You think you'll be my man but you won't Can't be with me if your act is lame I thought i told you a playa needs to know my game Verse 2 When I’s kicken it wid you so much drama Sneakin around wid Aiyesha & Tawanna You wanted a bunch of honeys like Osama Only girl ya got now is the one ya call ya mama This is my world so check it Can't go by my rules, don't sweat it You ain't enough mista for dis sista Dis girls too hot – she gonna make ya blista Chorus You think you got game but you don't You think you'll be my man but you won't Can't be with me if your act is lame I thought i told you a playa needs to know my game Break 1 Boy yo aint no PIMP Boy yo betta step off o me Try’n to tell all ya boys I’m yo lady But the game that you throw is shady You aint no PIMP Let me break it dow so you get me Yo betta not mess with Crazy J Cause there’s layers of playa’s who thought theyd’ beat my game Verse 3 Check it out, get down or get outie out Playn’ my game’s what I’m boutie bout Can’t be wid me yo don’t know da rules Boy get a clue – it aint about yo tool You had a chance – but you blew it Stead of fightin’ back you said screw it Wit’ yo BS ‘tude and your yo lame ass thang What’s Up playa don’t you know da game Chorus You think you got game but you don't You think you'll be my man but you won't Can't be with me if your act is lame I thought i told you a playa needs to know my game

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