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Out Yo League
作词:Nicholas Bailey, Alviticus Bryant, Michael Gordon, Sedarius Spearman
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
Now I might be Rose, yeah, I'm out yo league Number one seed, no need for no sword F.L.Y. style music group all up in here with me like a rug All my diamonds shinin', yo Fugazi look like foil
Come deep like the ocean, we gon' spout you out like oil All they gon' find is yo head like the Oakland Raiders store Michael Jordan rings, you cannot find these in stores MVP, Hall of Fame, all of the above
I'm so out yo league, lord of the rings Jacked up Benz, had a set like kings Bouncin' on the wall, now money stacked tall Now you know we goin' hard in the paint, Yao Ming
Wen we hit the club, now you know what's up Everybody goin' nuts in this bitch like motherfuckin' Planters Goons on the deck, that'll leave ya ass wet Playin' Russian roulette, no Barry Sanders
Squad on fire, NBA Jammin' B through the hoops, so I'm comin' in slammin' Rammin' ho's, yeah you know we cause damage Montana play's leave you niggas stay standin'
Nail in the coffin, still goin' hammer Above average y'all just standard Autopilot, I'm that guy Myko McFly, and you're still landin'
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
Yo, the Geakz in a league of they own A number one, top ten player whenever sport's in the home Fill a potato, take a shot of Patron So light, orders only, got my whole body known
I'm 'bout to lose it, goin' out but still goin' down Slam dunkin' people, I don't even gotta jump You still paper chasin', I don't even gotta run I been outpost, and I don't even got a comb 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
You know I'm lockin' down deep I can hold down like the end of 2-3 Playin' so fly, put the game on me Pull hard in the mouth, call it the big ease
Got old money, so the bread got yeast I talk that shit, gimme bread on peas Three dozen rings, and I playin' so deep With a rock in my hand, the game's on me
The other team, they can't compete, we hold the ball We're so wide, so deep, we're something like Batman Jones Joe Montana plays, touchdown, I'm in my zone Poppin' stupid bottles, takin' rosé to the dome, I'm so home
Vanessa rust the wheels, stupid thing They've realigned the punt, I'm still MVP of the league There no jelly ball, call me Rollins S. Pardee Commissioner calling, I think we got another ring
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
Yo, yo, hey I'm in it for the win Nonstop until we win a shelf Four niggas violatin' Newspaper, you know I give you clips
Y'all tryna get laid, I'm chasing chills Like I gotta listen I'm tryna see if S & P on that Fortune 500 list
Playin' for money good enough But boy, you got a hunk of shit We swingin' for the fences, dawg I ain't with that buntin' shit
And we rockin' jet like Houston got not pulse We got the launchin' shit And Oakland fly, homeboy We got what y'all, so niggas hum to this
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
I hustle nonstop, so much fatigue Joe Montana plays, Phil Jackson rings I'm so out yo league I'm so out yo league
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