[Chorus: Chamillion]   When we come through in Caddies on swangaz and vogues   I would tell the outcome you already "no dough"   I'm the reason these boys hand cuffing these hoes   You know she's about to getcha hoes   You know the routine when a true player come through   She's leaving with me although she came here with you   I'm sorry to tell you but I got really bad news   Game Over you lose      Peep game, broads be knowing about my sweet thang   They want to see how my meat hang   When I pull up to the club I'm on the G Bone thangs   While these other boys broke like a cheap chain, you weak man   Afraid that I might take your chick   Conceited, cocky, or confident you take your pick   Your game is lame, it got outdated quick   But as soon as this girl see my face they can't wait to strip   Adulterous relationship, something you never should doubt   You trusted in your gal, but something has been ruined about   Because while you at your crib looking cool on your couch   Your girl iron me, drool in her mouth, a Chick Magnet   A heart throb, I'm smooth, smart, and soave   A macking artist, check for the mark on your broad   With you, there ain't no benefits like a Wal-Mart job   It ain't no competition boy, I'm a shock to these frauds      [chorus]