Lyrics:
and I'm servin? ya
I'ma ball like Julius, Erving, Iverson and Manning
I got that cannon in that two door Phantom
Nigga hundred EX shit suicide doors
Get
Julius Erving, no I can’t be stopped
Young nigga I been the goat, got the game on lock
He cruising down the wrong block, yea he gone get popped
Y’all need
general
I'm known to be addictive, sellin dope subliminals
And I don't stop servin' like them fools at Denny's
Like Julius Erving, Michael Jordan,
through like thirty million dollars in my early thirties (huh?)
I rep the 6 like Julius Erving, showtime like Sam Perkins (show, show)
These bitches
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All they can do is look up, and tell a ni**a whats sup
I hear you speaking faulty, i'ma tell you shut the fuck up
6 on Julius Erving, so you know i
general
I'm known to be addictive, sellin dope subliminals
And I don't stop servin' like them fools at Denny's
Like Julius Erving, Michael Jordan,
On Purpose
(Kooliest Erving)
Intro
Ain't new to this bitch its Kooliest Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Ooh yeah did it on purpose
Ooh yeah did it on purpose
don’t matter who you are
Lo mas frio es me-me duh
T’d up you should know me
Though I don’t really wanna know you
I don’t give a fuck like a V card
Do
choo)
I'ma go get me that Bentley then swerve it (skrrt skrrt)
Cut her off, now that bitch steady lurkin'
I cut 'em off 'cause these bitches ain't
Doin' anything for the fetty
Get beat like a wap, now they look at you funny
Sittin' in the back of the short bus
I'ma show you how a real nigga go dummy
Shit ain't die at UofI, still play it at our leisure, I think the 1st was Foolius Caesar
I work up, put in work, game like Foolius Erving's put in words
She done came in my life and tried to destroy it
Every time I lay eyes on ma' I just wanna fuck her
To put my lil' baby in her she had an abortion
ain't got my half
But if you buy me this, ma
I promise I'll pay you back
But the way you act
I be really want to see you dead
Plus it's four hundred
the GT, Leer or somethin'
Put Posto in the Air or somethin'
Marry her, she have an affair
I'ma spin that ho like Pharris
Born in the Chi like Ye
But I
It's a murder on the Nawf and they
Try to put me in the verdict
I got the birdies, ballin' like Julius Erving
(brrt) cookin' it early
Dope get to singin'
they're my Public Ene ma
Picture this like a cinema, I'm winnin a contest
I knew you was a loser when you bought your girl's prom dress
I'm just,
to these jays like I'm Julius Erving
12 pull up everybody get nervous
I was just stuck wasn't having no motion
Brand new whip I'ma drive it like its stolen
the cookie the sherbert
It's a murder in the nawf and they try to put me in the verdict
I got the birdies, ballin' like Julius Erving
Cookin' it early, dope
a place to camp
Just think back like this
As you reminisce, reminisce
[ (Jahdan &) Tek ]
(Think back now)
When Erving said he had the monster
Baddest bitch
conseguí
Déjalo no hay más historias
Ya gané
Déjalo borralo de tu memoria
No me gusta ya la people que no lo hace cool
Loco sabes que yo soy
Más de Karim
Walk in my closet drip
I'ma end up buying shit
I got all kinda shit
Still end up buying shit
Every time I'm in my closet
It feel like I'm shopping
tous les joueurs
Sans aucun répit je relèverai les défis
Serigo, Eka Cram, Lincoln, Erving
Aju, Pancha, Tuslakh Shobob
Oleg, Nánjué, Moan Nero
Dante,
gotta say, what I gotta say girl
So I'ma keep talkin my shit
Keep it one hunnid baby girl don't trip
And I'm too young to be callin' it quits
Gotta big
doing features but want beg I do it solo
Left hand get to whipping while the right hand steady serving
Criss cross apple sauce but this no kyrie Erving
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