Around The Way Lyrics - Game

(Keyshia Cole) 

I will always love you 

I need you to know that 

Im gonna hold you down 

Till it kills me 

Im here for you 

I hate to say I told you 

That niggas hate 

No matter what they say 

Im gonna hold you down 

Till it kills me 

Im here for you 

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(The Game) 

(Verse 1) 

You know what they 

More money, more problems, more drama 

Means more marijuana and less baby momma 

You know I love you like I love my shoes 

But even all Nike air forces come in two 

I like her and I like you 2 

Whats wrong 

She ma bitch and you ma boo 

She gotta CLS and you gotta a Bentley Coup 

She take all my clothes to the cleaners 

And you take them to school 

I gave you a Berkley bag 

I made a mistake 

And Oprah dont fuck wit them no more anyway 

I know you get sick and tired of me cheating 

But you forgave me 

After i fucked mya 

Sorry for the bullshit I put you through 

I aint gonna no where I got a kid wit you 

She always say jay got beyonce and wayne 

I just turn the volume up and let Keyshia Cole sing 

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(Chrous) 

(Verse 2) 

Dre told me "Its the power of the P.U.S.S.Y" 

That have a nigga daydreaming in the S.K.Y 

I cant replace you ur man and put you in the S5 

But I can make sure when i hit 

They can hear you in bedstuy 

That's B 

You kno how I do 

How your girlfriends get to hate Wen I ride through 

Like he fucked her at wats her name 

Record release party 

I rather fuck with rihanna and I dont even know shawty 

My alibe is I had to lie 

I kiss and dont tell and hit and oh well 

I make the boat sail 

And ditched the hotel 

If a man got a problem 

Get hit with doch shells 

Then after the hotel 

Its the after party 

With IV's in his wrist 

While I'll leave with his Bitch 

Blow the roof 

Let her feel the breeze in the 6 

They said R&b dead 

But keyshia that bitch 

(Chrous) 

(Verse 3) 

Its money that makes 7 days change 

From puerto rico to watch a lakers game 

I give my heart and my house and chain 

Just to she your face when the roses came 

You wanted me to meet your family Im on the next plane to eat dinner With your mom and P.F change 

She said she will die for you and I told her I'll do the same 

And i feel it in her eyes 

She can see my pain 

I told you I had a son 

You wanted to kno his name 

Harlem 

But my fans call him baby game 

Before his birth I was against all odds in the streets 

Me and, micheal, face dodging police 

My baby momma play games with me 

So me and her 

Like ciara and bow wow 

We like Nas and Kelis 

In London i told you I would give you the world 

I was your LL 

And you were my around the way girl 

(Chrous)