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(Man she gettin with me) (Man I swear, I swear, man I feel like Jeff Teague) (Ayy, ayy) (Man she gettin with me) (Man I swear, I swear, man I feel like J.T) Ridin' with a whore, she act like she ain't do this shit before Super glad she with me, I'm just goin' to the store I'm a gentleman, but I will kick her on the ground, on the floor Sayin' get up, get up, all her homegirls Blue in the face, baby, this my agenda we are on I'm so smart, full of logic, that's why I'm wearin' 44 My future house gon' be big, like my dick come get a tour Ridin' around in Cali-forn-ia we gettin all this Glo' The coverage is Surtain, ain't no need for no catch up My Slay look like ranch, and my Sauce drip like ketchup She throwin' it back, then I squat like a Catcher She stop answering then I might as well let up Man, I feel like Jeff Teague She ain't gotta do shit, and she still get a ring I be ballin' like League Ain't no playin', baby, cause you know I'm in the lead Man, I feel like Jeff Teague She ain't gotta do shit, and she still get a ring I be ballin' like League Ain't no playin', baby, cause you know I'm in the lead Fun Fact: I wore #44 when I first moved back to California on Varsity the same year (and only year) Jeff Teague wore #44 for the Pacers. I wore it cause my Dad wore #44 as a Linebacker, President Obama was the 44th President, and Pistol Pete is my favorite historic player.