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Huh They say I play too much, you right (hmm) They say I play too rough, you tight (hmm) When I play, I don't play, that's wordplay My jersey is home team, that's e'rday And I tee off like Earl Grey, I eat y'all like cheesecake On my cheat day, that's easy, to the DK Tell me, tell me what you mean (huh?) If you pull a fast one, go and buy the seam (whoa) Everything ain't always what it seem Root, root, root for the home team If we don't win, that's a shame But I never been there, since I came up in the game I defend that current title, Word the Bible Sweep ya, see ya later, bite on As I slide home, and my goals always the same I'm only up against me, whoa How many of y'all push yourself to get up at three? Do push-ups, man, I'm on my feet I got a couple tricks up my sleeve I came from pushin' the buttons to bucket seats Couldn't afford the bucket from the KFC Now my bucket list is lookin' like ain't nothin' to see You wanna start somethin'? Pssh, ha, nothin' to me 'Cause they know I'm gon' finish it Home jersey on when they visitin' Here for a blink then we gone, are you listenin'? Man, I'm only on for a minute, then we out This all ain't a slot of colossus of clout The great bambino drink that vino Death don't pay that C-note So, playboy, you know we don't Okay, I'm done Praise to the Lord That's my whole team, uh Money well-spent That's for the whole team, ayy I gotta win Put in that OT, ayy I said, I gotta win Gotta go OT, ayy They say fake it 'til you make it (what?) No, sir, not me They say fake it 'til you make it (what?) No, sir, not me I gotta win Puttin' it in OT Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I gotta win Yeah, gotta go OT Okay, people, move along Nothin' to see here
Writer(s): Tyshane Thompson, Alex Medina, Andrew Aaron Mineo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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