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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saweetie
Rap
Johnny Goldstein
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Goldstein
Composer
Jim Lavigne
Composer
Madison Love
Composer
Demario Driver
Composer
Cheryl James
Composer
Sandra Denton
Composer
Diamonté Harper
Composer
Cole Basta
Composer
MARY ANN DAUGHERTY
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Goldstein
Producer
Eitan Noyze
Engineer
Jaramiah Rios
Engineer
Milan Beker
Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Uh-huh
Like who there?
Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah
Out here making big baller moves, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops
Them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah
Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah
Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops
Them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops
Put me in the game, coach
Hang my jersey in the rafters, say my name coach (Kash Doll)
Take my pictures get me from the right angles
You in the game but not like me, we ain't the same, no
Man, I'm the one that make the ballers buy the floor seats
Your boyfriend cheerleading from the nosebleed, sheesh
Boy, please, my whole team make it rain for free
It ain't the money or the fame, it's the ring for me
Look, thirty-point game, fifty-point chain (bling)
I come from Detroit, we playin' Cartiers (Detroit)
If my team do you dirty, I'm the one to blame
Y'all keep throwin' shade, we gon' throw a rage
Like who there?
Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah
Out here making big baller moves, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops (that's right)
Them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah
Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah
Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops
Them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops
Never take a day off
Wake up every day, give them something they can hate on
Swear you ain't a fan in the stands, like the playoffs
Heavy sweat checks in the gym get that weight off
Baby, watch it pay off
It's easy, I mix the Raptors with Nina Ricci
I'm single, know what they after, so they can reach me
Your girlfriend says she badder, you know she reachin'
I'm seasoned, Saweetie got that juice, ain't no secret
I know some brown-skinned baddies Coca-Cola
And some pretty snow bunnies like Lola
Save some for the chickas and cholas
The pretty girl mosh pit goin' loca
Can't nobody run me
Bunny hopping to this bag like Lola Bunny
I shoot my shot can't nobody take it from me
Fans all around the world, you know they love me
I want to shoop-shoop-shoop in the paint
Make these players wanna act right
Slam dunking on these fools, live your best life
Salt-N-Pepa on your hit list, can I get a witness?
We lit, that's my sis, it ain't none of your business
On the court, I'm heartless, takin' charge, I'm lawless
Ain't takin' no losses, where my lady bosses? (Right here)
Wanna try me? You should check the score
Since 'eighty six, we've been putting numbers on the boards
Like who there?
Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah
Out here making big baller moves, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops (that's right)
Them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah
Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah
Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops
Them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah
Writer(s): Sandra Jacqueline Denton, Cheryl James, James William Lavigne, Yonatan Goldstein, Madison Emiko Love, Cole Abbon Basta, Diamonte Harper, Demario Raynel Driver, Jazon Akeith Jackson, Donnie Meadows, Avery Earls, Mary Ann Daugherty
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