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Mikkey Halsted lyrics : "Love Games"

G, let me tell you 'bout Shorty

See Shorty was bad, I mean like super bad

Her legs was kryptonite, I was Superman
She was fly as hell, why I sailed out?
Said she stopped roppin' through cuz they was getting played out

Low key fresh but you could tell she a boss
And see her name on the bag but you could tell that it cost
I know I'm playin' with fire

It's must have been how Samson felt when he first met Delilah
Can we retire somewhere quaint? Have a drink, maybe dinner?
I'm thinkin' to myself ?I'm 'bout to put a baby in 'er?

She thinkin' that this could be Mr. Right
But I $#&@ it up if I $#&@ 'er tonight
So we started playing love games

We're playing love games..

This ain't checkers, this chess

Better make your next move your best
Or we gon keep playing love games..
We're playing love games..

This ain't checkers, this chess
Hope you make your next move your best


Uh she got me out my body, it's like she snatched my soul
It was an ambush, she was in the grassy know
As a conspiracy, it's almost like she made me go

She doin' everything right, G she a pro
I'm wonderin' if she a ho
Don't front, y'all understand it

I know I 1-2, but face it, it's a double standard
I ran a background check, nothing too exhaustive
A few lame sin the past but it was mostly bosses

That's how it's 'posed to be, ain't nothing wrong at all
No know you're that fine, baby, you supposed to ball
Your body's made for Ermay, feet were made for a queen

Anything else would be a scene
So we should stop playing love games


This ain't checkers, this chess
Better make your next move your best
Or we gon keep playing love games..

We're playing love games..
This ain't checkers, this chess
Hope you make your next move your best


She thinkin' how on this %#@! I be
Should I tell 'er all my past?

Or just keep it tucked away and just pray that he never ask
Should I tell 'er 'bout Dru? They run in the same circles
They say what you don't know won't hurt you, that's till he find out

Maybe he wouldn't care, maybe he act secure
Maybe he beat my $$# and leave me, I ain't for sure
But what about him? %#@!, he's always on the road

We probly on the same %#@!, just a different common
What is this is true? What if this here is real?
Maybe we should wear our hearts on our sleeves when we deal

What if this one time both of our feelings are pure?
Well, until I know for sure I'mma keep playing love games
We're playing love games..


This ain't checkers, this chess
Hope you make your next move your best

So we can stop playing love games..

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