I Got Game Lyrics - Seminar - Sir Mixalot

(Girls voice) "Man I wish I could find me a brother with some game" 

To the rescue! 

Here's a little somethin' for you whacked out suckers 

Rollin' twenty third sellin' dope to cluckers 

Your bank is thick but you got no game 

Spittin' at freaks runnin' superfly slang 

I'm comin' up the ave' hard as hell 

In a droptop 'vette with a greenwood tail 

Girls are jockin' lookin' for a knockin' 

Smart investments keep me clockin' 

You know a 'vette only got two seats 

Just enough room for a player and a freak 

Rollin' in the park, 'n I seen this cutie 

L.A. face, with a Oakland booty 

She's on tip, but I'm playin' that role 

Talkin' to the home boys, showin' my gold 

Skeez on bell, Levis swell 

I'm spittin' that game, and I'm spittin' it well 

Rolled up, pulled up on the girlie 

"Girl you wanna ride in my 'vette?" 

"Why surely!" 

That's right baby, blowin' me a kiss 

Thinkin' Mixalot gonna make you rich 

Highside, highside, vapors that's right 

Can't get play 'cause my game's so tight 

Now she's wit' it, skirts in effect 

Layin' on the back-a my 'vette 

I got game, I got game, You know I got game, I got game 

POP THAT GAME 

Bye-bye baby, Mix gotta roll 

Switch to the Benz and I gotta get mo' 

Hit the strip, seen this skinny 

Butt shook like a four twenty-six hemi 

Not just butt, baby had a motor 

Stacked to the max, hair to the shoulders 

She's older but I can mold 'er 

Dropped that game and it hit like boulders 

Now she's sprung, sittin' in my Benz 

Rollin' up the tint so you can't see in 

Playin' that typical Luther stuff 

"You wanna get with me, this ain't wild enough" 

That's a cue, sorry Luther 

Brother you can sing, but I just can't use ya 

Thought she was cool, but the girl likes beat 

Freak freak freak freak, baby wanna freak 

Def 'n dope, "You slangin'" Nope. 

Callin' me a dealer 'cause I sport fat ropes 

Kept poppin' that game, knowin' I can get it 

"Take me to the Lakers Mix, so we can get wit' it" 

Oh no, time for the Rambo, bringin' jimmy hats 

'Cause I hate to gamble 

Huffin' 'n puffin' 'n I just got in 

Messin' up the back of my Benz 

I got game girl - I got game 

Two down, two to go. 

Can't live a night right if I don't knock four 

I'm in a big five hundred S E L 

Interior hot, with a perfume smell 

Took it on home, hit the shower 

'Bout to get busy in one more hour 

Ducks look, but they never will find me 

Hopped in my number two Benz, one ninety 

Here a skirt, there a skirt 

Everywhere a skirt, skirt 

Gotta have game, if you wanna get work 

"Ah, you ain't nothin'" 

Some suckers wanna crush me 

Smooth, wit' a move, baby girl. Rush me. 

Here it is, from the wizard of hip-hop 

A lesson in game, make the girls get hot 

Picked up a girl named Mattie 

Caught static from the sucker in a seven two caddy 

Mattie was hot, but her name was "not" 

I ain't worried 'bout that, I ain't tyin no knot 

Took her to the hotel, game was strong 

She thought I spent bank, but I really spent coupons 

But it's cool, 'cause I'm running it smooth 

Savin' my money, 'cause my mouth is a tool 

Rolled up close, when I hit the spit 

I ain't worried 'bout my breath, 'cause I brush my teeth 

Popped that game, freak got weak 

Hit that jackpot, swept them feet 

Mattie got busy with the bedroom eyes 

Layin' on the big king-sized 

I got game - I got game, girl - I got game - I got game 

Yeah that's right home cut, I got G A M E, snatchin' up girlies 

an' rollin' up suckers, know whatta I mean. 

Through with Mattie that makes three 

"I'm gonna miss you babe, you gonna miss me?" 

Got loose 'cause the girl hadda big caboose 

Hadda break down 'cause the girl had juice 

"I'm gonna miss you baby" 

Smooth ain't it? Girls so sprung that she almost fainted 

Headin' for the crib, tired brother 

Thinking I was through 'til I spotted me another 

Baby looks good so you know what the means 

Drive around the block with the gangsta lean 

Open that sun roof, crank that beat 

Bumpin' up the avenue, impressin' them freaks 

What's up baby? Rump so big, the girls all tip like funk on pigs 

Runnin that game, 'cause I wanna get work 

Zip don't rip red home girl shirt 

Here she comes, hopped in my car 

Somethin' 'bout my Benz star embossed 

Spit, spit, runnin' that game 

I'm feelin' confident about another thick dame 

All of a sudden, my game got crushed 

Some sucker pulled up and his ride was plush 

Rolled up smooth, the girls was waitin' 

5 point Oh, twenty four K Daytons 

Oh-oh, think quick 'cause my girls jumpin' on home boys tip 

Better change my game, try another lure 

'cause home boys lookin' like Al B. Sure 

But it's cool, 'cause I whipped out bank 

Big dead presidents made her think 

Back in effect, situation in hand 

I'm the brother that the others can't stand 

An' I got game, I got game, you know I got game