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of there, move it" Three and two the count, bases loaded down Slugger at the plate, known to hit 'em straight Tension from the fans, shoutin' in the stands
Here we go They're up one run it's the bottom of the ninth They got runners on first and second And the pitcher was able to work the count back
Your bases all got loaded and it's the bottom of the ninth. The pitcher's pitching junk and the count is high. You swing and miss and the lights went
the one to count Pitcher from the block tryna strike me out Pack turned down, called to psyche me out Trips out of town then they wipe me out Sick Wid
I'm smart I play games Count 99 pitchers on the walls I'm smart Time just a game yea My age is pictured on the walls I just wasted all my feelings
divide by two Any variables left, nigga, it's just you Foul ball, man pitcher passed me up in the count Best believe i'm coming heavy, swinging with every
Wash yourself and see your sorrow, make every pitcher clean Take a mop to swab the floor and destroy the evil dream Counting houses full of lead,
Wash yourself and see your sorrow, make every pitcher clean Take a mop to swab the floor and destroy the evil dream Counting houses full of lead,
a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years
a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years
"okay" I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here Your voice sounds so wonderful But yer face don't look too clear Bar maid bring a pitcher
suppose. Little pitchers have big ears, Don't stop to count the years, Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm Sam Stone's welcome home
happy Mr. Cool, damn near mystical Damn the ice cube Mr. Count, Mr. Chow Mr. Come and get your food Mr. Bruce Leeroy with the kung fu Mr. Rude, Mr.
"Deam" Yo vi ese booty y dije gad deam Una pitcher calentando en el bullpen 24 7 open No enrrola solo fuma del pen Yo vi ese booty y dije gad deam
Then the pitcher figured me out He threw one I just couldn't resist, I swung and I actually hit it But it was a pathetic little dribbler that went Bloop,
a clown Only pay your respect before they put him in the ground When the birds land nigga guess who put em in the town So the pitchers is out, guess who
a hole in daddy's arm Where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose Little pitchers have big ears Don't stop to count the years Sweet
nothin' I suppose. Little pitchers have big ears, Don't stop to count the years, Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm.... Sam Stone's
Two down bottom of the ninth They got bases loaded Clinging on to a one run lead, trying to get out of this one The pitcher has done a great job
All I ever wanted To make it to the top All I ever wanted To count all this guap (Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga) All I ever wanted Was
the rhythm is for causes unknown Different individuals are dazzled with the showbiz Auditions are gathered but the Soul would just rather Hold a count
the rhythm is for causes unknown Different individuals are dazzled with the showbiz Auditions are gathered but the Soul would just rather Hold a count
woah Paparazzi wanna flash, yah So I just count up this cash, yah So I just count it real fast, yeah In a foreign go so fast, yeah Lil Boat came up in
Shut it down yea we came to shut it down Like a pitcher on the mound we came to shut it down Shut it down yea we came to shut it down Shut it down yea
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