The Future (Padded Room 2009)

Текст песни Joe Budden and The Game - The Future (Padded Room 2009)

The Future Lyrics[Intro - The Game]
Everything got a future (everything got a future ...)
How you go club or go hood, but go back club on the same song?
(club on the same song)

[Chorus: Dominic]
Guess I am a bad guy, I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture, 'ture)
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture)
[Joe Budden - talking behind the Hook]
Hey!
Hey!
Amalgam Digital baby! (let's go)
Goin, goin, gone

[The Game - talking behind the Hook]
Jump Off
Free World

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden]
Baby girl is addicted (it's okay!), OD
You could have any dude in this world but chose me (oh ...)
You could have any chick in this world but chose her
To play the backseat and direct the chauffeur
And that ain't just Jazz, ain't down with Okur (I could)
I play publicist and give her exposure
(I mean a) keep you in the latest (I mean a) damn near waistless
Body like a porn star (whoa, whoa), smile like a waitress
Now she turnin me, uh, uh, on, uh, uh, on, uh, uh, on
I mean, why get Club Bed or Club Med? See
We can just club in the bed of my club mansion
Leave for the weekend, jet to the Hamptons
Tats on her torso, (I mean), I love how she handle it
A shoe game, show off, just fronting
But baby don't blink or you bound to miss somethin, come on
[Chorus: Dominic]
Guess I am a bad guy, I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture, 'ture)
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture)

[The Game - talking behind the Hook]
Jump Off, I got it from here
Double Up! Yeah

[Verse 2 - The Game]
She want to roll with a rock star, bitch I'm him
Coke white Airs, seven five, eight cent
California slim, 501 blue
Jeans on trim, New York match the brim
Lower than Manhattan, lower than my pants saggin
Lower than my baby mama leanin in that Benz wagon
And you can be heard, Toy Bird slip ons
LV clip ons, haters get shit on!
We roll up, 24's, so what?
Haters all swole up, niggas want my chink
Hold up, I'm not that nigga
I'm that nigga, so Jump Off or jump off (uhh)
Once enemies, my nemesis and I
Was stuck in the Genesis, Free World is our reply
Let bygones be bygones, I'm gone
Let all your pain be Champagne and Patron
[Chorus: Dominic]
Guess I am a bad guy, I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture, 'ture)
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture)

Come a, come a, come on
Come a, come a, come a, come a, come on (talk to 'em)

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
Look, she stayed back, my baby throw it on
Little bit of cologne, little bit of Patron is how I got her on
(I mean a) now we sit and spend mad hours on the phone
Like we both ain't grown (yeah!)
Wrist kind of heavy, I'm a little well known
Matching crosses, different color stones
See, in one line I got her to come over
Told her I'm dumb sober, but hungover!
She play the club, sippin on Mimosa
I could fit your whole crew in one Rover
Just kick your shoes off 'fore you step in
(I mean) the crib's mine and I'm livin like the Jetsons
Or let's head OT, cop a one way
Step off the runway like we on a runway
Have your girlfriends thinkin you a runaway
Never mind, I already know what you gon' say

[Chorus: Dominic]
Guess I am a bad guy, I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture, 'ture)
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture)
Guess I am a bad guy, I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture, 'ture)
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture)

[Outro: Joe Budden - talking behind the Hook]
Cheah
Hey
Cheah
Ta ha
Baby this could be the
Come a, come a, come on, come a, come a
Talk to 'em
Yeah (hey!)
I mean, I'm thinkin this can be the
I'm thinkin, I'm thinkin this can be the