Erick Sermon - Headgames lyrics

[Intro: Sample from "Eric B For President" by Eric B & Rakim] Make-Make-Make 'em-Make 'em clap to this! [Erick Sermon (*Sample) (**50 Cent) (***Sample from "Eric B For President" by Eric B & Rakim):] Yeah! (**Yeah!) (*I got to talk I gotta tell what I feel) (**Erick Sermon!) Uh Huh! No doubt! (**That's it! Def Squad n***a! 50 Cent n***a! What What n***a!) All these chicks they think so fine, playin them head games all the time When they talk pay them no mind (***Make-Make-Make 'em-Make 'em clap to this!) [Verse 1: Erick Sermon (*50 Cent)] Yeah! Let me break somethin down, homegirl she approach son (*UH HUH!) She's world renowned around town I've seen that face before best believe You lost a couple of pounds changed your hairweave And now you got that Mary J. Blige look jumpin off b**h you ain't famous whatever your name is You might have been in V.I.P. maybe But you ain't even a ball player and tryin to game me (*UH HUH!) Huh! I've seen you hoppin out that truck Yep you came there with them but you left there with him Maybe 'cause the 6 it did have bigger rims So you could jump it off with Cheeks and Lil' Kim But for real girl (Why are you flirtin?) You ain't fam, you's a fan (*UH HUH!) As for me I know, that's I'm relayin Sayin I ain't playin I ain't payin so get the steppin HOE!!!! [Chorus: 50 Cent] First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy (So crazy......So Crazy) First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy [Verse 2: Keith Murray (50 Cent) (*Erick Sermon)] Aiyyo I was uptown, doin what I do Fresh to d**h fresh cut you know me bein beautiful (UH HUH!) Posted up with my n***a Funk Doctor We blew blockers T and they fly bird watchers Then my man tapped me on my shoulders like yo (*Aiyyo isn't that homegirl from that Summerjam show?) And you know me I come with somethin fly to say WHATTUP b*tch!!!! I mean that in a good way She twisted up her face and then smiled I said don't play me like a herb from the suburb 'cause I'm from Strong Isl Frontin in your lil' benz with your lil' rims Actin high post for your lil' stank friends She said Murray you cute but your too hardcore I'm thinkin yeah she could probably s** a nickel through a straw Then guess who I saw later on that night B? (*Don't tell me?) And the filatio was crazy [Chorus: 50 Cent] First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy (So crazy......So Crazy) First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy [Bridge: Erick Sermon (Sample from "Eric B For President" by Eric B & Rakim):] All these chicks they think so fine, playin them head games all the time When they talk pay them no mind (Make-Make-Make 'em-Make 'em clap to this!) [Verse 3: Erick Sermon] Uh Huh! Yeah! The buck stops right here, so go figure Trick, ain't nothin changed since Golddigger You had your chance but now it's the fourth quarter You had one shot but that got locked And...game's over, just like that You was hot girl two years back Like Big Pun said, go that way! Smiley face, have a nice day see ya!!!! [Chorus: 50 Cent] First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy (So crazy......So Crazy) First they didn't like me, now they let me hit it up Shorty is a pro son, she know how to get it up You ain't gotta keep it on the low son her head game's crazy, crazy, crazy [Outro: 50 Cent] E. Sermon Def Squad n***a!!! Bop to that!