Lyrics:
message ain't nobody perfect (Hey)
Lippy be snappin' when up in this b****
Oh you minor the league and we keep it professional
Haters got several, this my
my friend
You hacked my computer
And hit a dead end
Professional computer hacker
Professional computer hacker
Professional computer hacker
Professional
cll I want for Christmas is a pair of Crocs
c couple of Jibits and a chicken with chicken pox
c frog and a hog and a pair of dirty sox
Big League
amateurs charging like professionals
Professionals getting over on professionals
Freestyle confessional with bars this dope
Why the fuck you bother to ask
am a different breed of rapper
Known to blast ya
Overflowed with good vernacular
Beat the game computer hacker
Took the stairs then used a ladder
[ VERSE 1: Threat ]
Fresh out my khaki fatigues
All you B.G.'s, you little leagues
??? run deep down in my genetic code, my DNA, frequent
echt
Schreib mir zurück Baby
Du hast mich verletzt
Ich spiele League
Während mein Computer laggt
Lukas spielt Schach
Aber er ist schlecht
Ist die Nummer
myself, Panda
I know it I don't need no samples
I'm a professional don't need examples (no)
That sweet fire chicken bananas
Might have me dancing like
a professional and she'll stick you up without a weapon,
oh she's so cold
If you don't know she'll rob you for your silver and gold (gold, gold..)
She will take it
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
[Computer voice]
Where's the party at
[Verse 1]
Forget it man, I can't lie
I'm drunk as a skunk but I'm nothin' funk
I shoots the game,
A lot y'all hate behind computer screens
In person never bring that same energy
You and I, we're not in the same league
(no we're not in the same
even run in the Triple A's
This here's the major leagues where big hits are guaranteed
The Ken Griffey turbo 850 professional MC
One more
even run in the Triple A's
This here's the major leagues where big hits are guaranteed
The Ken Griffey turbo 850 professional MC
One more
Don't front
So many claim the fame, but never see the day
When lyrically they could even run, in the Triple-A's
This here's the major leagues
Underline everything
I'm a professional in my beloved white shirt
Underline everything
I'm a professional in my beloved white shirt
I'm going
time... this time...
[Shock G and Computer Woman]
Ahhh, it's like nothing I've ever had
It feels so good, so good
Ahhh, are you really here? I'm here, it
time... this time...
[Shock G and Computer Woman]
Ahhh, it's like nothing I've ever had
It feels so good, so good
Ahhh, are you really here? I'm here, it
some respect i gave you a thrill
If I put you behind will you bite me?
Will you stop me? I'm dressed for the job
I'm your professional
So! Cut
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Brought to you by Phonte, DJ Flash
Rapper Big Pooh and
Sick fluin' you, breakin niggas
Electric Boogalo,
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the only option
Switch your flow
Get your doe
Make it stand up like a kickstand though
Everywhere I go
I keep it professional
Switch your flow
Get your doe
wanted so bad to impress you
I fucked up my computer with malware
Till a forum bot came to my rescue
By which time you'd logged off and did not care
I
And going to the league is tough
So after I signed your basketball I said
"Keep it up!"
But instead of lacin' sneakers up
I was keepin' them heaters tucked
My
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