I pull up leaning sideways, it's my way I ball Monday to Friday, that's how I do it Could've played for the Bruins I'mma come through, I drink codeine fluid I keep it in my veins, I keep that shit restrained Four thousand degrees when I step out of my plane Where you at in Ireland, with Kathy Ireland The way I smile and stand, the way I come through I figured I'd ball to Pakistan I keep that shit wrapped up Diamonds on my trunk, 50 grand on my cup That's how that shit go, that's how that shit play Riff Raff call Dre, I done came through I sat sideways at a Chinese buffet And I'mma sip, I'mma be the rap game—Oh shit, look who it is, the white damn Marvin Gaye Cause I can sing a hook, but I can read a book But I could come through, I got all kinds of cooks Inside my house, they still like a shrimp I'm balling like a pimp, they done sent my name across the Goodyear blimp And when I come through everybody gonna hate me I done came through and got Versace ice skates I'mma come down, but I could still play for the Raiders Like the Bo Jackson, trunk is on crack, balling in the back I fucked four bad bitches in my Maybach And they going—man, I do this shit for fun I done came through on Hot 97, but I'm the one I got the Grapes, it's the grape one I got some grape lungs and I got some grape kush That boy came through, I can knock and I can push Bench press 'bout 370 front yard I done came through I'm still watching Charles in Charge They gonna hate me, every time they try to stop me I done ball lately I should be on Chelsea lately, I should have my own talk show Ballin' on these hoes, I done came through slamming Cadillac doors Pink slab on foes, it's candy paint but I look like Jada Pinkett Oh shit—that boy is the white white Will Smith I'll give your ass a gift, I come through I wood-wheel twist I spit some explicit ass shit, they might have to edit I'm still big-headed, I'm watching Malcolm and Eddie, I chopped the block like Freddie Krueger with a Ruger, I'll come through, I'll do ya I maneuver through the Great Wall of China, I done came through I got a bitch she look albino No, she just yellow, I'm a known villain, I can sing a hook, beat, or the acapella I got—Oh damn, look who it is, Bill Cosby sweater It's so hot, I keep that shit heated I freestyled, the engineer got pissed off, he tried to delete it I put a Glock to his sleeve, I keep that shit kosher Glock on my poster, Riff Raff came through with a Charles Barkley emotion That boy had to dunk I pop the trunk on a punk, and then I Freestyle with Art Monk all the way in Washington, D.C They wanna be me, but they can't see How I do it, I could've played for the Ruckus Rugers I pull it out and if they hesitating, I can meditate, I can make my trunk levitate I freestyle, Bill Gates, cause that shit ain't nothing I'll come through, I'll tell your ass something On Halloween, I came through I flipped a candy pumpkin Ball like it ain't nothing I done played in the league for 20 years like Tim Duncan
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