Hurby Luv Bug - He's Gamin' On Ya lyrics

Artist: Salt N Pepa Album: Juice Soundtrack Song: He's Gamin' On Ya [Aw, yeah] (Gamin' on ya) Mmmm, he's gamin' on ya, girl So look out now (Gamin' on ya) Oooo-whee, here he comes, here he comes Once upon a time called now is where it all begins, you see As the plot thickens and your heartbeat quickens My sister, my sister, look out, here comes the big-big gabber And he's badder than the Mad Hatter Sellin' dreams, climbin' Jacob's ladder Your life he'll shatter cuz it don't matter to him He's out to get some (?trimmed?), can't let him in or you'll get done in So stop, don't let him run up on ya cuz all he wants to do is bone ya He's gamin' on ya, oh yeah, he's gamin' on ya girl Yeah yeah yeah (gamin' on ya), can't ya see? Can't ya see? He's gamin' on ya, and he's playin' games He's gamin' on ya, oh, when ya know Ow, ow, gamin' on ya Well first you get dissed and treated like a s*ut Treats ya like sh** when he won't see the bu*t Your boots are juicin' - oooo, guess what? He's gamin' on ya (Word up, so...) How in the hell do you let yourself go and get played again? You know he wants the skins or calling you honey when he needs something (Word) It ain't funny (nope), me, I don't trust nothing, see He's gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) He's gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) Gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) Gamin' on ya [Listen to the big, big, big Pep] (yeah yeah) Young and dumb and tryin' to get over Swift with the tongue and bubbly like soda So play like you don't know And you won't go out like underarm odor You need to get a grip and think about the sh** you're doin' Or it won't be too long before your reputation's ruined Look at you now - you're being taken and don't have a clue There's a s**er born every minute, right? True So check out how it's goin' down Slippin' and dippin' you all around He's gamin' on ya He's gamin' on ya Gamin' on ya (Can't you see?) Gamin' on ya He's gamin' on ya (So how ya know?) Gamin' on ya Gamin' on ya Gamin' on ya (Baby baby baby, please) Don't let him tell ya off or sell ya off You're better off without him Don't give a damn about him Ain't nothin' dope about him He's gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) Gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) He's gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) Gamin' on ya (yeah yeah) (Ad lib)