Scottie Pippen - Radio Edit

Ballin' all day
Yeah I really got the juice
Got a handle on the game
But is this shit really news

I've been shooting in the gym
Tell me where the fuck were you
Got the game on lock
And you can't believe it's true, look

Now don't act like you know me
Now you wanna friend me up
now you wanna be my homie
I don't fuck with fakes or phonies
Don't you get it fucked up
I'll turn back into the old me

I'm the one with juice now
I'm the one that's making moves now
I'm way too saucy on these tunes now
I'm steady dripping all on you now

Drippin', I'm Drippin'
Too hot, I'm drippin'
Winning then I'm sipping out that trophy
Scottie Pippen, yeah ooh
Scottie Pippen
Ball like Scottie Pippen
I refused to play these muthafucking games
Scottie Pippen

So I'm Drippin', I'm Drippin
Too hot I'm grilling
I tell em fall back I'll make the shot
Scottie Pippen, yeah ooh
Scottie Pippen
Ball like Scottie Pippen
You got yo hands out like what's cooking in the kitchen

Said if I'm tryna fuck your bitch
Then I motherfucking sing
Time to climb up on that hill
Man I can't wait to be King

What they saying Marlon Wayan's
Man they jokers, they be playing
Reppin EWG, yeah I'm fucking half Jamaican

I just spray em with the heat
I kill em on these beats
They asking who produced
I say RNDM on the beat

You can't find this in the street
That's why my shit ain't cheap
It's been a long time we exclusively discreet

I'm the one with juice now
I'm the one that's makin' moves now
I'm way too saucy on these tunes now
I'm steady dripping' all on you now

Drippin, I'm Drippin'
Too hot, I'm dripping
Winning then I'm sipping out that trophy
Scottie Pippen, yeah ooh
Scottie Pippen
Ball like Scottie Pippen
I refused to play these muthafucking games
Scottie Pippen

So I'm Drippin, I'm Drippin
Too hot I'm grilling
I tell em fall back I'll make the shot
Scottie Pippen, yeah ooh
Scottie Pippen
Ball like Scottie Pippen
You got yo hands out like what's cooking in the kitchen

Just watch my feet
Look at all my dance moves
There ain't nothing in this life a nigga can't do
I hop out the veeks
I be stunting popping bands too
The way she throw it back
She gon' make a couple grand soon

Just watch my feet
Look at all my dance moves
There ain't nothing in this life a nigga can't do
I hop out the veeks
I be stunting popping bands too
The way she throw it back
She gon' make a couple grand soon

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Writer(s): Juvon Taylor
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