The Game Video (MV)

Cruisin' off the coast, off the fumes of my car
Fumin' from the fight I just got in at the bar
I didn't go to mingle or to make a new friend
Just wanted a little whiskey and another woman's man
Thought I came to bark, I showed her the bite
Her jaw dropped open when I came with the right
Should've stepped back, cause you were in too tight
And I just want what I came for on this Saturday night

Soon thereafter, when she got off the floor
I grabbed her man's arm and headed straight for the door
She looked a little flustered, but didn't object
And didn't want the left hook coming in to connect
You can say I'm famous, gorgeous, and rich
But I just need to scratch when I'm feelin' the itch
I get what I want, cause I'm a bad-ass bitch
Your swinging struck out before I threw one pitch

There we were, ridin' up the coast, gettin' high
Put on the gas, he put his hands on my thigh
I say, hold up now, Jack, before I put you in check
Pressed my .45 straight to his neck
Kicked him out my car, made him walk to the hood
Didn't really want him, I had to prove that I could
And rappin' that bitch just felt so damn good
Put the rubber to the road where he just stood