Cherry Kool Aid

By The Game

On Brake Lights

Released on August 3, 2010

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[Intro: The Game]

Out of all the mother fucking kool-aid's at the grocery store

How come cherry kool-aid look so appealing to a nigga?

They got grape... blue... green


[Verse 1: The Game]

I was riding down Slauson just flossing my whip-whip-whip

Blades spinning like a nigga head when I took my first hit-hit-hit

Banging that Above the Rim soundtrack, wishing Pac was here can't go back

Cold Mac, nigga they know that, My Adidas and my Kangol hat

Keep a nigga fucking bad hoes in the bathroom at the club off that

'tron-In-My-Zone-With-All-My-Jewelry-On-On

Nigga thought he had dimes never seen a bitch quite like this bitch I got-got

In the VIP of that coc-u-nut Ciroc-roc-roc

Rock a nigga like the oldies

Cooling in my cup mixed with Codeine

And I ball like I'm on a pro team

And her pussy give me protein

Next time you knockin on the window

And I'm blazing my endo

And you try to give me your demo

I swear God I'll listen if you tell a nigga

[Chorus: The Game & Avante Rose]

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

I Think she my flavor we gon' wake the neighbors [x2]


[Verse 2: Maad Maxxx]

I was sitting on the block

Just trying to get me a knot

Different way till you get paid mane'

Keep ho's running up the spot

On my way I seen me a chick

God damn she look so hot

So I hop out the whip

Had ta-had ta give her what I got

I said "Excuse me miss tell me your name

Maybe later we hang and then you give me brain"

I explained don't complain, I'm no lame, I'm with Game

Don't back off this "Blackwall" can't you read on my... chain?

Got a got a couple spots we can hang on the low

I didn't even know the chick stripped

Watch her get down to the floor

Came over right around 3, and she left right around 4

That's enough about my bitches...

All I really wanna know...

[Chorus: The Game & Avante Rose]

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

I Think she my flavor we gon' wake the neighbors [x2]


[Verse 3: Famous Fresh]

I stay shining like Christmas lights

Shirt off blowing krpytonite

Which ones want to spend the night?

Red room tour G4 flights

Sitting in my maro, watching Roberto De Niro

When he seen a freak, I'm a deep straight hard as an arrow

Dark tint cruising through the city

Bitch walking sitting on 20's

Searching for my hush, seat empty

If it's money I got plenty

Famous Fresh I run my city

Bitches say I run my city

I don't know Diddy, I smoke Phillys

Run base like a nigga from the Phillies

What nigga pussy taste like?

Probably grape like my swisher

But I can't hit a couple girls

Might cut us both up like scissors

Tell a nigga stunt act silly

Hit em with the black Mac milly

But before I smoke you just answer one thing...

[Chorus: The Game & Avante Rose]

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

What your baby momma pussy taste like?

Just like cherry kool-aid

I Think she my flavor we gon' wake the neighbors [x2]