The Game

Produced by K.Flay Mixed by Jason Moss Written by K. Flaherty and A. Nielsen K.FLAY: Boys, boys all types of boys Black, White, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys I whisper in my sexy voice Old-fashioned seduction’s what I employs Because a girl that’s as fine as me should be living it up as far as I can see So although I can be a mild-mannered kind of chick Walk in a room of guys and I take my pick Like you with the real cute face Wanna get to know you better, maybe round third base Touch him on his shoulder, laughing at his jokes Get his mind spinning like some bike spokes Now I’m all he can imagine wishes he could make it happen From the jeans that he wears I can tell that he’s packing At the end of the day trying to get some jollies Know you’re liking what you see baby so call me CHORUS: All these folks wanna hug and kiss Seeing our style and they can’t resist We attract hotties Perfect 10s with the banging bodies All these folks wanna hook it up Post-show yeah you know that we shook it up Yeah we’re in the zone And we never go home alone, play on MC LARS: Just played a big show all these girls trying to holler They see MC Lars and they know he’s a baller But I’ve got discerning taste Not about to hook it up with a butterface 18 to 39, man I’ve rocked them all London, Brooklyn, Melbourne booty calls But I always wrap it up on and off the stage Juno, I even got with Ellen Page I had a three-way, but it was a conference call With my manager and agent about the tour next fall If your girlfriend’s a ten better watch your lady Or I’m a run game like Tracy McGrady I break hearts at your book club luncheon No compunction, that’s my function I’ve made mad women happy, it’s honestly insane So don’t hate the player, girl hate the game CHORUS: All these folks wanna hug and kiss Seeing our style and they can’t resist We attract hotties Perfect 10s with the banging bodies All these folks wanna hook it up Post-show yeah you know that we shook it up Yeah we’re in the zone And we never go home alone, play on MC LARS: Three o’clock Flay, homeboy’s checking you out I’m a head over there and see what he’s about He’s a startup CEO about to make mad money Wants to take you to his penthouse, make you his honey K.FLAY: Up on the left I see a girl for you She’s got a Minor Threat shirt and a rad tattoo She wants to bump and grind, call you her mister Plus she’s got a really hot sister MC LARS: Yo that dude looks like Cristiano Ronaldo He’s five feet tall though K.FLAY: That’s too small bro! Giving you eyes is a babe with a tramp stamp She can do it upside down in a handstand MC LARS: On the dance floor mad peeps start mobbin They’re loving us tonight, Flay let’s get it popping K.FLAY: Lars, you’re speaking the truth Bout to knock it out the park (like who?) Babe Ruth CHORUS: All these folks wanna hug and kiss Seeing our style and they can’t resist We attract hotties Perfect 10s with the banging bodies All these folks wanna hook it up Post-show yeah you know that we shook it up Yeah we’re in the zone And we never go home alone, play on