Three Pointers

I'm a tell you what it is and it ain't gonna be
It gotta be you because it can't be me
I'm a tell you one time but it won't be three
Get your ass in line cause it ain't shit free

So fresh jump shots like fadeaway
Ain't no more favors gotta pay to play
Don't got no time for the day to day
Come around cause you see a nigga made a way
All y'all saying that sound the same
All y'all hating get out my lane
Got another old lady but it ain't the same
All net nigga how I swish the game
I know how to move up against the grain
Fucking the candy lady made her say my name
Bitch bad to the bone on the microphone
And she gimme what I want that Georgia dome
Got a Fort Knox pussy bitch made a gold
Drips dripping like diamonds ice cold
Get it wetter wetter than water wet like hydro
Yeah We did the do all night long

I'm a tell you what it is and it ain't gonna be
It gotta be you because it can't be me
I'm a tell you one time but it won't be two
Get your ass in line cause it might be you

Come on in the water wet it's nice and warm
Certified vet with the nicest form
Sometimes I wanna fuck with the lights on
Whip it and let the mortar set stand on it
No less when I give her that python
Brick it in wit a quarterback give her that D
Where the orders at that's a border rap
Caution don't roll dice on me
It's a whole lot more where that come from
I know how to switch time zones
Don't fit don't force it course I did
Full court press like when the vices on
Don't be saying that you is when you ain't no G
Shit looking in the mirror only thing I see
Imma tell you what it is and it ain't gone be
Ain't shit fake It Ain't no fuckery
Imma tell you like a nigga told me
Row da boat slow get a whole lotta cheese
Dont be fucking with a whole lotta hoes
Let that shit go get it and go



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Writer(s): Virgil Harris
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