Intro (MDMA)

[Verse: The Game]

Uh, step up in the club in my best two-piece

I don't need no piece, capisce? I got at least

Couple goons with me and P-O-L-O Da Don

Name speaks for itself, type of shit we on

We on that Dom Pérignon, we on that Ace

Whole club full off dimes, so unscrew up your face

And get off that, that, that, cause we off that

Key the same shape as the car, tell 'em to toss that

Maserati 22's paint job gloss black

Hit a pothole, just imagin' we riding horseback

On the coast, Patrick Swayze

Baby we getting dosed, can I tap that maybe?

We can pull up and hop out and walk in and roll up

Now hold up, say my name before I pull out

Game, it'll never be the same

Unless I'm fucking with Lloyd and he got his own, lane

Uh, bring me some more champagne

We sipping on Ace, I ain't talking card games

I'm talking black cards and swagger is a art

Let me see if you still holdin' when I play this King of Hearts