Basketball lyrics

by

Baby Smoove


[Intro]
[Non-Lyrical Vocals]

[Chorus]
I got big money, if I stand on it I'm 9'8
One rule with my b*tches, my way or the highway
I bet you when I hit the gas the backend gon' swing sideways
A hundread K to build this car, I gotta have it my way
Just diamonds and Diors, I wear 'em untied
She want me to herself, that drink is all mine
I'm a young rich bast*rd speeding through stop signs
You be like "Why the basketball?", I said b*tch, I'm franchise

[Verse]
Boy, you ain't that stupid, use your head before you shoot
Ain't no cable at grandma's, I was watching Judge Judy
I don't like b*tches with that fake hard booty
My shoes be Dior, Gucci, or I'm wearing Newbies
I don't carry change, I'll never change
Got a pistol in this chopper, in this car I'm still the same
I still'll flip the clip around, fa-fa, with the K
Hit that boy from half the block, long range like I'm Damian
I wonder why she saying she don't look at me the same
It's prolly 'cause I'm rich and made something out my name
When that n*gga know he wrong, he always tryna explain
I don't really give a f*ck about you or what you say
I'll f*cking leave, I ain't tryna get acquainted
I was cheating on her way before I got famous
I was a kid shooting free-throws, now I'm long ranging
Boy I know you broke as hell, you ain't dealing with Nathan
[Chorus]
I got big money, if I stand on it I'm 9'8
One rule with my b*tches, my way or the highway
I bet you when I hit the gas the backend gon' swing sideways
A hundred K to build this car, I gotta have it my way
Just diamonds and Diors, I wear 'em untied
She want me to herself, that drink is all mine
I'm a young rich bast*rd speeding through stop signs
You be like "Why the basketball?", I said b*tch, I'm franchise
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