Shaq

Yuh, yuh
Aye
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Why you do me like that
Flex a check check, now you've been surpassed
Poppin' tags
The garments that I snag
I'm a big drippa, ballin' like I'm Shaq
Like Shaq, I dunk that bitch, I won't pass
Long live my brother, Fred, I wish he could come back
My heart been feelin' really black
So I always gotta make that paper stack
(Gotta make it stack)

I gotta make it stack
Push yo shit back back, don't think that I lack (Yeah)
Like Jack, this bitch she off a bean
She call me Hakeem
Man of her dreams
I'm the man of the sea
These niggas movin' fishy and they thought I wouldn't see
Playin' with her, got her singin' like Alicia Keys
No one do it better, they can't do it like me
Pull up to the scene, yeah we pull up icy (Icy)
He got fake designer, yeah that's what I see (I see)
I really don't know who these niggas tryna be
Ctrl c, all these niggas do is copy and that's why I tell 'em
(Yeah)

Why you do me like that
Flex a check check, now u been surpassed
Poppin' tags
The garments that I snag (That I snag)
I'm a big drippa, ballin' like I'm Shaq (Like I'm Shaq)
Like Shaq, I dunk that bitch, I won't pass
Long live my brother, Fred, I wish he could come back (Wish he could come back)
My heart been feelin' really black (Oh, so black)
So I always gotta make that paper stack (Yuh, stack)

Why you do me like that
Flex a check check, now u been surpassed
Poppin' tags
The garments that I snag
I'm a big drippa, ballin' like I'm Shaq
Like Shaq, I dunk that bitch, I won't pass
Long live my brother, Fred, I wish he could come back (Yeah)
My heart been feelin' really black (Yeah)
So I always gotta make that paper stack (Gotta make it stack, stack, stack)

(Splash)



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Writer(s): Elijah Tarpeh
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