SportsCenter (Remix) (feat. DesignerFlow)

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Lyrics

Yo, this shit feel like Sports Center
 Nothing but highlights, some ballers
 Jumping out the mother fucking gym
 So Designer Flow
 It's your uncle Snoop Dogg
 Let me show you how we keep the trap jumpin' on the West Side
 The best side
 McDonald's all American
 There's really no comparing it
 I play some D and pop a three and fly up in the air again
 First-round draft pick came in with this rap shit
 Get a lot of moolah to keep you a bad bitch
 Those were the rules, I aimed for the full pie
 Took a slice and now I'm popping at the bull's eye
 I'm equivalent to excellence
 With my weaponry, I'm stepping while I'm rapping it
 Now could I should I would I do things your way
 And end up dead or in jail? My nigga no way
 It's like some good hot head with no foreplay
 I won't be caught so I cut you like I'm OJ
 Kingpin DJ
 Designer Flow hand me the ball young dawg I need a heat check
 Reset, he wet
 Dikembe Mutombo, that weed shit
 Get reject, we all stars baby
 So you never get what we get
 Trap jumping like a ball player
 Trap jumping trap jumping like
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 Trap jumping like a ball player
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 Trap jumping like a ball player
 Trap jumping trap jumping like
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 Trap jumping like a ball player
 Trap trap trap trap
 Nowadays nigga killing over nothing
 Rep a gang cause they wanna be part of something
 I been in my own lane since I was a youngin'
 Whole family had a bag, I'm the plug's cousin
 But I found my own plug, the ain't front me nothin
 But my nigga Black did give me that Gucci belt (black)
 This where I put my heat I never leave it on the shelf (strapped)
 My heart froze I don't ever leave it on my sleeves (nah)
 I got hoes I ain't never met a bitch I need
 So when she tell me that she leaving I'm a let her leave
 My aroma in her room ain't gon' let her breathe
 Got it smelling like some money and a cup of peace
 It's on record I could smash who I want
 Put this on record never asked for a front
 Put this on record twenty bands this month
 Put this on record, put this on record
 Trap jumping like a ball player
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 Trap jumping like a ball player
 Trap trap trap trap
 In the trap I do my best to help em out
 And all some niggas ever did was fuck up the count
 And all some niggas ever did was run they fucking mouth
 Had to keep it moving had to keep my head up
 Had to re-up and recoup to get my bread up
 Had to take a nigga boo and put her legs up
 Her nigga probably do the same with my main thing
 Still ride with the flag for the gang gang
 I'm a real trap nigga, I don't gang bang
 I done been across the map with the propane
 They'll point a nigga out get your old man
 Put the noodle in her mouth like the low mein
 Kill a nigga with a strap like a gay bitch
 Made a band in a minute off 8 sips
 Tried to walk away from trapping but I can't quit
 Trap jumping like a ball player
 Trap jumping trap jumping like
 Trap jumping like
 Trap jumping like a ball player
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 Trap trap trap trap
 Born center
 Say holla at real when i'm in the trap
 All across the map
 They say holla at a real one in the trap
 All across the map sports center
 Trap jumping like

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Song Details

Duration
04:34
Key
6
Tempo
172 BPM

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