Marcus A. Brown - Just Your Turn (feat. Minister Jap) [Radio Version] Lyrics

You have to be married to the game, not to any female
Ring, or no ring, you're married to the game
Game starts with women, and they're married to that, 'cause they created it
She's never married to you, she's married to the game
So the man with the most knowledge is also married to the game
Nigga that ain't yo' bitch, it's just yo' turn
It's just yo' turn folkz. It's just yo' turn
That hoe ain't shit. F*ck what cha' heard
F*ck what cha' heard boy, f*ck what cha' heard
That ain't my bitch either, it's just my turn
I'ma need my turn folkz, let me get my turn
I bet I hit. F*ck what cha heard
F*ck what cha' heard boy, f*ck what cha' heard
Aye, aye, I got next, I got next. Gimmie head, gimmie sex
Make it wet, make it flex, make it clap, sound effects
I'ma hit it 'till she quit, give her dick and disrespect
Once I cum then I'm done. I don't call, I don't text
I'm a dog on ya' hoe 'nem G on foe 'nem I confess
Ain't no saving no thots. Ain't no "S" on my chest
I just f*ck 'till I nut on her face and her breast
Make her look me in my eyes, and clean up the mess
Don't smell her breath or you gon' be stressed
'Cause she been doin' dino since the day that she left you
You call her ya' girl, but she call you her ex
You should gone head and give shorty back to the set
She get hit from the back on a dirty mat
Puppy-face filters, suckin' dick up on the snap
She cut off her location; you can't find her on the map
Turn a hoe into ya' wife and you gon' have a heart attack
Nigga that ain't yo' bitch, it's just yo' turn
It's just yo' turn folkz. It's just yo' turn
That hoe ain't shit. F*ck what cha' heard
F*ck what cha' heard boy, f*ck what cha' heard
That ain't my bitch either, it's just my turn
I'ma need my turn folkz, let me get my turn
I bet I hit. F*ck what cha heard
F*ck what cha' heard boy, f*ck what cha' heard
That ain't ya' pussy, it's ya' turn nigga
Found out I f*cked ya' bitch, it made ya' soul burn nigga
Tried to put you up on game, but you ain't learn nigga
Chasin' this bitch should be the least of ya' concerns nigga
The bitch basic, pussy is recreation
I just penetrate 'em, let another nigga save 'em
I don't pay 'em, I just break 'em, I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em
Ain't no love makin', baby makin'. I'm a playa (Whoa!)
I'm nothin' like what you bitches date
I'm like Section 8, I'm puttin' bitches in their place
These niggas tender in the dick and probably catch a case
You slit ya' wrist over that bitch, my dick is in her face
Can't fight the fact that you love her nigga
Pillow talkin' in the covers wit' her
Plus you sweeter than a sucker nigga
She f*ckin' other niggas, better use a rubber nigga
Word to my mother nigga
Nigga that ain't yo' bitch, it's just yo' turn
It's just yo' turn folkz. It's just yo' turn
That hoe ain't shit. F*ck what cha' heard
F*ck what cha' heard boy, f*ck what cha' heard
That ain't my bitch either, it's just my turn
I'ma need my turn folkz, let me get my turn
I bet I hit. F*ck what cha heard
F*ck what cha' heard boy, f*ck what cha' heard
He thought she was married to him
Maybe on paper, but the true nature of a woman, she's married to the game
Women are married to the game
And on an esoteric level a man should be married to his inner anima
Never allowing a woman to become his anima
Because now you're allowing your essential nature to be replaced by that egoic bitch
And that's why men off themselves after tough relationships
Because they're now looking at themselves the way she sees them, you see
As opposed to the way your inner-feminine sees you
Game starts with women, and they're married to that, 'cause they created it
She's never married to you, she's married to the game
So the man with the most knowledge is also married to the game