Base Bat

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Press, press, press, press, press, press, press
Pressa, Pressa
Ok

I'm fuckin' up my city like tsunamis
And I can change her world like Marcus Garvey
She like "All them niggas broke" and I'm like "Pardon me?"
And I done rubbed off on her she like part of me
Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef K
Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base

Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits than a base bat
Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef K
Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits than a base bat

Mama told me that these beggars can't be picky
And I could make a dollar out of 50
And I just fed my dog and now he bit me
Two shots out the pump will make him Ricky
She like, buddy let her prove it

I'm blowin' out her back to my new shit
Tell me how I hit it once and then my mood switch
I'm like two seconds 'bout to lose it
All my life been runnin' round and in 'n out of Sam & Tony's
Like back then I was cooler than the cool kids
Mouth gold, grade six, before Rap City famous

She mad I took her friend that she came with
Can't catch me on a date 'cause I don't hold hands
And never once you catch Pressa go run back
And I be runnin' shit like I'm a quarterback
And they be like "there, there he go" I feel like Kodak
And I be cookin' up like the professor

He behind on homework tell him catch up
And why he put the bread in the freezer?
I got ketchup on my rice, I'm kinda weird, huh?
I lost my homie off a feature
He in D-League, I'm a leaguer

She'll be lyin' if she say I look familiar
And she look 10 times better in Brazilian hair
And it could get messy like a rough draft
I got numbers in my phone, all type of contacts
If they don't see the wave, they need some contacts
Baddie's at my door, I ordered that

I'm fuckin' up my city like tsunamis
And I can change her world like Marcus Garvey
She like "All them niggas broke" and I'm like "Pardon me?"
And I done rubbed off on her she like part of me
Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef K

Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits than a base bat
Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef K
Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits than a base bat

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Writer(s): Quinton A Gardner
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