Ain't No Doubt About It

[**feat. Justin Timberlake & Pharrell Williams**]

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]

I just wanna touch ya girl, the way you move

Oh, you make me love you girl, cause lady you cool

That's the way, you can move it baby

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

Ain't no doubt about it girl, the way you move

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

[Verse 1: Game]

G-A-M-E, drop top Bent-a-ley

Gucci belt buckle fresh out of Italy

I'm a baller, literally

Haters are swine flu, you're killing me

I'm looking down on you from where the ceiling be

Me and my *****s swarm on you like the killer bees

My chick riding shotgun, Billie Jean

Half Belizian, half from the Phillipines

*****s energy, is like they got the heaves

Sick of me think they wanna nine milly me

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

My bullets sing like their registered to ASCAP

Need I say more out in Singapore

Everything I do exotic I don't need to bring a broad

Mr. Red Carpet, I don't do awards

You want it I done it five million on tour, offshore

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Ayo Pharrell, I'm ri-ri-diculous, so-so sick with it

You can call me cancer but I don't smoke cigarettes

Come through in a 'rari same color as licorice

If I ain't with her my ***** like "this my *****'s *****t"

Haters beware, I can see clear

Through the lens on these black Louis V's yeah

Something 'bout Mary, make me wanna blow up

And P got the 'disiac for me when I show up

Whip game crazy I call it all kinda

You a big fish to swim the piranhas

Used to call me "**** Game" when I Jose

Now I play the Roosevelt and I cop Rose

(*****s be like yo you lease that? No way)

California Slim license plate St. Tropez

Eat at a table full of toupees, lobsters

Been a mobster since the two-way holla

[Hook]