[Intro]. That T.M. shit that T.M. shit. Trackmasters that T.M. shit that shit. That T.M. shit – Game!. [Chorus: unknown singer (The Game)]. I don't care that you lookin like Beyonce on her best day. (I ain't fuckin wit'chu). You got your high heels on and your body feel warm but tonight. (I ain't fuckin wit'chu). You got your hair did right and your panties too tight but tonight. (I ain't fuckin wit'chu). Could be another night girl but tonight. (I ain't fuckin wit'chu). [The Game]. I'm tired of playin your games you pissin me off. I'm watchin LeBron so holla when this shit go off. You say I be trippin but really it's you that be gone. Always bringin up Tanisha be givin me dome. I ain't tryin to hear that I'm just tryin to chill. So chill like Chamillionaire or Mike Jones grill. All in front of my flat screen True Religion black jeans. Dancin like Ciara I ain't Bow Wow or 50. Tryin to get me but I back out I could blow your back out. Lay you down put it in the hole like Stackhouse. We used to hit midtown throwin all them stacks out. Run through the Louis Vuitton store and clean the racks out. Used to feel good when I watch your Porsche back out. You bought Keyshia Cole album now you tryin to act out. Flippin like a Sidekick tell me what is that 'bout?. You can't take the heat get the fuck up out of Shaq house. Black out. [Chorus]. [The Game]. Bitch I'm rollin 21's and over. Not the club the dubs on that platinum Range Rover. My neck's so iced out my wrists so shined up. I make hoes line up see a pole climb up. Brown sugar or light skin black or white skin. If she could drop it low then she could be my night friend. Or my one night stand if she got a nice tan. Before I leave I cut the light off of your nightstand. Back to the house my girl wanna have real sex. Nah I keep my kids like Britney Spears' ex. Take her back to the future I ain't even here yet. And that line was fly bitch I'm a Leer jet. [Chorus]. [The Game]. Stop playin girl stop playin. Stop playin girl stop playin!. Stop playin girl stop playin. I said stop playin you better stop playin. 'Fore I break you off like a Kit Kat you know I wanna hit that. Banana split that but a real nigga had to sit back. Cause that's what we do when girls be with the chit-chat. Every mornin on "The View" them girls be with the chit-chat. Enough with all the riff-raff let me see your cat walk. I'm old school Garfield I can make your cat talk. But I'm a gangsta so I'ma back off. Keyshia and DMX I'll leave yo' ass with that thought. For real. [Chorus]. [Outro]. That T.M. shit uh-huh that T.M. shit. Trackmasters that T.M. shit that shit. That T.M. shit – Game!