NBA Jam - Cal Scruby

And that’s another story

Let’s stop the record though, let’s not record it

I’m tryna' tell him if it’s talent, then I’m Michael Jordan

Maybe Tom Brady with the rings, maybe Robert Horry

Yeah

See there’s a theme, but it’s not important

I been tryna get the whole team out to California (out to California)

I snorted shit that got me outta order

Man I coulda' swore CVS was right around the corner (right around the corner)

I prolly drive a Honda Civic like a bought a foreign

But I guess it kinda sorta is if it got imported

I had to split the dinner with her, I could not afford it

Got me down to the final quarter

Now I’m cooking with the gas

Yeah I’m heatin' up (He's heating up!)

Pipe down while you’re speakin' up (He's heating up!)

She give me throat 'fore I beat it up (He's on fire)

I’m doin blow while I’m being sucked

Bitch I need a bag, hyperventilatin' (He's heating up!)

Let’s hit the bank, I ain’t with the Chase (He's heating up!)

She finessin' for a dinner date (He's on fire)

I’m 'bout to wreck it on the interstate

I might grill a mother fucker like a shishkebab

Run' em over then I ditch the car

And get to steppin' like Baryshnikov

And when he get to God

He’s like «Dumb mother fucker shouldn’ta pissed him off»

Ayy

I didn’t want to get involved, feel like I had to

She always on my dick and balls, she like a tattoo

And tellin' me her clit enlarged, just like a cashew

It’s 15 past noon, lookin' like a raccoon

Dark eyes, you don’t wanna see my dark side

She so easy but she givin' me a hard time

Sendin body parts, I reply heart eyes

Nudie archive, iPhone hard drive

At the 45 yard line, I don’t wanna kick it wit’cha

No photos, I’m focused on the bigger picture

Tell me when you back in town, I’ll get dinner wit’cha

Never used to get up in the kitchen

Now I’m cooking with the gas

Yeah I’m heatin' up (He's heating up!)

Pipe down while you’re speakin' up (He's heating up!)

She give me throat 'fore I beat it up (He's on fire)

I’m doin blow while I’m being sucked

Bitch I need a bag, hyperventilatin' (He's heating up!)

Let’s hit the bank, I ain’t with the Chase (He's heating up!)

She finessin' for a dinner date (He's on fire)

I’m 'bout to wreck it on the interstate, yuh

«Boom Shaka-laka»

She gon' let me hit like

«Boom Shaka-laka»

Dunkin' on that bitch like

«Boom shaka-laka»

I ain’t even tired

Pulled a all nighter

Bitch I’m on fire like

«Boom Shaka-laka»

She gon' let me hit like

«Boom Shaka-laka»

Dunkin' on that bitch like

«Boom shaka-laka»

I ain’t even tired

Pulled a all nighter

Bitch I’m on fire like

«Boom Shaka-laka»