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I like Shaquille in the paint I'm like Curry with the range I go Kareem on these hooks man Like King James through the lane You better stay out of my way Game time switching gears on ’em Promise I came here to play I gotta rock it like Harden either way I'm letting it spray You see that I'm back on my bullshit MJ fade away on ’em Never be trippin' like Pippen you won't catch me sitting I'm winning the game for 'em Listen here I got something to say You think it's funny they counting me out I do not do this shit here for the clout They say I got sold like I come from the south This shit is getting ridiculous Being like the Demarcus Cousin with the attitude Draymond with the mouth Cause keepin' it real cause your old is mad at you They say that's better dude I say let’s weed after week keep it casual I got no time for the half of you Matter of fact go what you gotta do just to keep it a stack with you They try to build me up just to turn around and tell me go dumb and down [?] blessing your ears with another sound They never got answers, they give me the runaround SongtexteI be like Ray-Ray get right through them screens Step a step on ’em I'm hitting the three They celebrate with my team represent me, listen Let’s keep it going like it's O.T Don't tell me you can beat me, gotta show me Gotta hard like Kobe, you ain't gotta know me to see that I’m a killer like Reggie Miller I hit the Larry on all of these birds They say the flow is absurd At this point I make it look easy like [?] Hoopin' alleges is unmatched Points on the board like a thumbtack Like a slow cat, I get dumb scratch I'm hard to handle like a tough pass I don't do fly but complaining Came from the ground where the Rock made a statement Ain't for the banks but no Carlton I'm more like Will 'cause I ball in the hills of a placement See me a girl with a facelift Courtside on a regular basis D-Book 'cause I ball in the desert Know my game met you at my location Hot shit, this toucha gramma How I let her hammer then I'm off to the payment On the block and I'm taking shots I pause later like I'm caught in the Matrix Yeah, I'm Shaq with it, but number 32 I be breaking glass but I left a penny for a million dollars and a better view Selling hella jerseys I mean every screw And I'm flashy with it, skip to my loot I'm JR Smith and my AR spit And they here I click as we making moves Blaze a few with my shirt on Lamborghini, I skirt off Last dance make it to the room, it's a girl in there with her skirt off Flu game, how the dude came, get hella cheese and I serve ya Usher Raymon, I'll burn y'all Chris Sanders, in birdcall Yeah, I think that I need me a shoe 'cause the game is implacable Getting the way and that's gon' be the death for you Rip you apart till there ain't nothing left of you Winning and chip is the only thing left to do Something like wrestle the coach and the player You know one touch so I'm dunking with muscle The captain, the baller, the star and the anchor Aus Songtexte Mania