They call me an Enigma, meanly inconsistent. When I wake up in the morning, all I do is say "Damn, JR, you were scoring". George Colin is boring, 2013 hoops my glory. Mike told me to put down the jeans, pick up the suit, tiny you can keep that lout, Im heading to practice, yea i said it practice, I can't miss. Two kisses on the wrist, swish.
I'm so fly, I'm so tight, my game is so right! x2
It's JR Swish. Picked the crossover, I crossed over, from journeyman to sixth man of the year, in a contract year. With an option, is my option to shoot or to pass, to score you need to shoot, to score more you need to shoot more, hoops glor. My teammates be like no, no, no, YES. No stress. Melo, gimme the keys to the car. You're the godfather. I followed you from the rookies to the NYC. If you double teamed kick it to me, I'm open for three.
I'm so fly, I'm so tight, my game is so right! x2
Read about me in the post, that boy is toasted, his ankle is broke. On the floor of The Garden 4 2 point and Mill James telling I'm a bougie. So right, so right, so right. My game is like, I'm a volume shooter, they told me I need a permit for the scooter. My game is like, I love Novak, but if he wasn't for me, he be driving a Biuack. My game is like, my own pad panda, don't repremend her, playing like me for showing natural booty through technology - David Stern. My game is like, tatoes and shoes. My game is like, ferociously athletic. My game is like, tea time with Raven Jackson. My game is like swash parquet. I'm bombing threes from everywhich angle, meanly inconsistent. I'm bombing threes from everywhich angle, an Enigma. Shumpert get a haircut, sixth man of the year. So right, so right, so right. 2013 New York Knick Ibaka's always are blue, we're pounding it to every town down of you. So right, so right, so right. I'm bombing threes from everywhich angle, *JR Swish* I'm bombing threes from everywhich angle...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
