Camera Phone The Game (Ft. Ne-Yo)

[Intro: Ne-Yo]
Mmm
Oh-woah, oh-oh-oh
Hey

[Verse 1: The Game, Ne-Yo]
Picture me and my gangsta girl, riding with the top back
Bangin Ne-Yo, my neck frío, my Sox hat
Tilted to the side like you know I get my grind on
Get my shine on, jewelry black in all rhinestones
Rims spinning like a globe, on these low pros
Do it big cause I'm supposed to floss
And that's the reason she break me off
'Cause I'm gangsta
And I'm ridin wit Ne-Yo (It's a thug and a gentleman)

[Verse 2: Ne-Yo, The Game]
Rollin like a boss do
No matter the cost too
Not tryin' to brag but money's not an issue
Don't let your girl see us
That might make her diss you
'Cause if she roll wit us
She won't even miss you
Pop rubber bands when I throw a stack
Before it hit the ground she throw it back
When I make it rain that's chump change
That pay for the 26 on my Range, Range, Range, drive, drive
Take the wheel while I roll this la
Climb over to the passenger side and freeze