It's Over
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
I went from canapes to boards
Bands to no records (Sorry)
You ain't got the Bentley with four doors
K-U-R-U-P-T Annie
You just bring my bottle of Rimy
Recognize a real hit when you hear one
Postin' up at the playboy Mansion
I stomp like gortex, poetical gortex
Bouncin' to jigga in California
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
It's the N-A-T-I.
Aw you know the rest
Act silly high frequently they contest
I done tours across the seas
And been cross the world
I done it for all ya'll, my cats and my dogs
It's over, cause I'm bad to the bone
Leave'em, real diva to her own alone
I drive a Jaguar, so many different cars
Life as a pop star, shakin'em this hard
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
This is how life should be
My girl and my piece
Don't make me remind you
I stays VIP (Move over)
For all my dime piece and all of my G's
Hustlers and pimps with shiny wrist, makin' money
It's my turn to shine and my turn to floss
Like you played a game, I stomps the billboards
One things for sure, G's hit the door
Tone and Poke know, Natina does not play
When she get on the mike she say what she got to say
Dr.Dre and Snoop, no cause rep is ill
From East Coast to West the unforgettable skills
Bust from head to hand, sippin' on Rimy Red
Runnin' from club to club, nickels and diamond dubs
Ready to rock spots, folds and drop tops
Grew up in Gangsta rap, Natina be runnin' pop
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Tina, Tina.
I ain't even right this
I didn't write this
It's crazy
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
I went from canapes to boards
Bands to no records (Sorry)
You ain't got the Bentley with four doors
K-U-R-U-P-T Annie
You just bring my bottle of Rimy
Recognize a real hit when you hear one
Postin' up at the playboy Mansion
I stomp like gortex, poetical gortex
Bouncin' to jigga in California
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
It's the N-A-T-I.
Aw you know the rest
Act silly high frequently they contest
I done tours across the seas
And been cross the world
I done it for all ya'll, my cats and my dogs
It's over, cause I'm bad to the bone
Leave'em, real diva to her own alone
I drive a Jaguar, so many different cars
Life as a pop star, shakin'em this hard
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
This is how life should be
My girl and my piece
Don't make me remind you
I stays VIP (Move over)
For all my dime piece and all of my G's
Hustlers and pimps with shiny wrist, makin' money
It's my turn to shine and my turn to floss
Like you played a game, I stomps the billboards
One things for sure, G's hit the door
Tone and Poke know, Natina does not play
When she get on the mike she say what she got to say
Dr.Dre and Snoop, no cause rep is ill
From East Coast to West the unforgettable skills
Bust from head to hand, sippin' on Rimy Red
Runnin' from club to club, nickels and diamond dubs
Ready to rock spots, folds and drop tops
Grew up in Gangsta rap, Natina be runnin' pop
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Its over, it's over
Now we're over
It's my turn
Now it's over
The game shut down, sorry
Tina, Tina.
I ain't even right this
I didn't write this
It's crazy
Credits
Writer(s): Chris C. Arms, Darrin Lockings, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown, Natina Tiawane Reed
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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