Lyrics

Who brought out these ladies to the ball? Who threw up a prayer and hit the mark? Of course it's out the way, get in the car Of course you have to pay to play at all But who you think that I look up to? Who you think I got my game from? Ooh, I bet you thought it was you Who you think I got the game from? Yeah Who brings out the bands and hits them all? Who takes all the chances, win or loss? You came a long way from the A-town Numbers still the same, but you don't answer too many calls Now baby, who put all the plastic in your bottom Who spilt all the powder on my floor? Get out the seat, you're too big for the two-door Sometimes you have to walk before you soar But who you think that I look up to? Who you think I got my game from? Ooh, I bet you thought it was you Who do you think I got the game from? Yeah Word to my OG, the game that he taught me will always suffice It's the reason that I'm still alive Big grandaddy, grandpa, my father and now it's my season to shine (uh) It's bigger than you, it's bigger than I From the start was the word The solid rock that I stand upon You're only as strong as the base that you're building on All this to gain if you can't stake your claim in this great big world It's nobody's fault but yours But who you think that I look up to? Whaow! Who you think I got the game from? Yeah Ooh, I bet you thought it was you Who you think I got the game from? Yeah Ayo, we got a problem They're back Ayo, we got a problem They're back Yeah, them cats is back yo, on the real, what we gonna do? Yeah
Writer(s): Brandon Paak Anderson, Glen Earl Boothe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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