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Scottie Pippen Video (MV)




Performed By: Nerofrmda9
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Kyle Jackson




Nerofrmda9 - Scottie Pippen Lyrics




I press full court
I feel like Scottie Pippen
These niggas
Acting out the life im livin'
I get them packs
And then I gotta ship it
And if you want it
Then you gotta' risk it
Im in the trap
I whip it to a biscuit
Ice on my wrist
Because I had to twist it
Im not no dummy
Please dont get it twisted
And please dont try me
With this pole im gifted

Hm Hm Vroom
Hop in the fast car
And I came from the bottom
Yeah that part
Driving the stick
I feel like a nascar
Tryna get rich
And get me a bad broad
Me and my brother
We came from the bottom
He see him a opp
Then you know that I spot em
These racks in my jeans
I cant even count 'em
Im selling all white
Like Hilary Rhoda
Me and my brother
So close share the same clothes
These bitches sluts
We f*cking the same hoes
I want the neck
Just give me the top of yo head like a halo
Then I run off to them pesos
Hole in yo chest
You look like a bagel
Aint no contest
She do what I say so
Mix the VS . St. Laurent Polo
With Louie V
Man I got sauce like im Prego
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English

I press full court
I feel like Scottie Pippen
These niggas
Acting out the life im livin'
I get them packs
And then I gotta ship it
And if you want it
Then you gotta' risk it
Im in the trap
I whip it to a biscuit
Ice on my wrist
Because I had to twist it
Im not no dummy
Please dont get it twisted
And please dont try me
With this pole im gifted

Hm Hm Vroom
Hop in the fast car
And I came from the bottom
Yeah that part
Driving the stick
I feel like a nascar
Tryna get rich
And get me a bad broad
Me and my brother
We came from the bottom
He see him a opp
Then you know that I spot em
These racks in my jeans
I cant even count 'em
Im selling all white
Like Hilary Rhoda
Me and my brother
So close share the same clothes
These bitches sluts
We f*cking the same hoes
I want the neck
Just give me the top of yo head like a halo
Then I run off to them pesos
Hole in yo chest
You look like a bagel
Aint no contest
She do what I say so
Mix the VS . St. Laurent Polo
With Louie V
Man I got sauce like im Prego
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Writer: Kyle Jackson
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