Video Soft Rhodes de Ashanti 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Ashanti - Soft Rhodes Lyrics

[Intro: The Game]
Keep my Blackberry contracts in the trillions (The trillions)
These bitches plotting on my millions (My millions)
My money stacking to the ceiling (For real, son)
I fuck around and hurt them feelings, so chill, hon

[Chorus: Ashanti]
Just 'cause we break up don't mean it's over (Over)
When I call, you coming over
To get this here like I told you
I'ma give it every time I want it (Get it every time I want it)

[Verse 1: The Game]
I, Game, freaks all the honeys (Yeah)
International, but you already know about it
Creep quick, deep-dick you
Have you swimming in liquor
Whatever you sipping—believe, I got the mixture
Smoke with you, look back at me, take a picture
She moaning, I barely fit her, but I'm in her
I keep her coming back 'cause she know I can do it right
'Just cause we share a crib don't mean I'm coming home tonight
Don't wait up—where I'm at is where I be
And when I'm be is where I'm at
Don't worry about my whereabouts
'Cause I don't really care about the drama
I air it out, then come home and wear it out
My ring, I 'on't wear it out, that kind of shit be pissing her off
And all the conversations are pissing me off
And we can have a conversation 'cause she yell when she talk
See, I do it smooth, man, and I be like, "Move, man"
I ain't in the mood, man—damn!
[Chorus: Ashanti]
Just 'cause we break up don't mean it's over (Over)
When I call, you coming over
To get this here like I told you
I'ma give it every time I want it (Get it every time I want it)

[Verse 2: The Game]
He have Benzos and Bentleys, Mr. Chow's
Vera Wang blouse, raising the haters' eyebrows
Don't ask how, just ask when
How it feel to work with Dr. Dre? Ask him
I'll introduce you, rearrange your future, but that's just me
Your friends envy, but that they just wanna be you
But when the tables turn, it's like Musical Chairs
Thought I was going to the feds, and your ass wasn't there
Blew trial, back on the street, back on my feet
You in the crib, 'posed to be my wiz
But creeping with this other nigga
Stay with him, play with him, take my truck, spend a day with him
[?] tell 'em that The Game sent you
While I relapse, smoking kush on a private
James Bond, Louboutins, you know how I get
A friendly text, park my truck and don't forget
To get your shit up out my closet

[Chorus: Ashanti]
Just 'cause we break up don't mean it's over (Over)
When I call, you coming over
To get this here like I told you
I'ma give it every time I want it (Get it every time I want it)
(Chorus)
Let's pretend we got married, (?) been away to a honey moon
(?) depends on horse and carriage (?) make for two
And pretend we're not married, to my husband and your wife
Bring it, brings it love and one get it
Maybe (?) one night

Maybe you and me (maybe you and me), like we used to be, (like we used to be)
And every you and me (every you and me), livin' (livin') our memory, (baby)
Maybe you and me (maybe you and me), like we used to be, (like we used to be)
And every you and me (every you and me), livin' (livin') our memory, (baby)

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