T.I. - Game 7 Lyrics
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Game 7
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What Are The Lyrics For Game 7 By T.I.?
Supersonics (oh, yo, yo)
Pull up in the 911 (skrrt), bitch I'm fresher than your reverend (amen) Stompin' in these Jordans 6 (you know), ballin' like a game seven (ball out) Ballin' like LeBron, bitch you know I'm pimpin' These lil' bitches gone, now you know we scorin' Post up on your ho at LIV, numbers on the board real I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to fillet with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (yeah), walk out that bitch with the W (oh yeah) I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to fillet with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (oh yeah), walk out that bitch with the W (ye) Okay I'm all you can ask for, I'm in it balls to the wall, you can ask up You goin' hard, make a bitch he hit it care for She call, I'ma do the dashboard, in the mall I'ma pay cash for Forever my lady in that new Mercedes Kickin' shit I learned from hustlers in the eighties Integrated pimpin' made it prison day in She brought it out today, turnin' up at night Burn a couple zips, pop a couple pills Pour a pint of lean, take a couple shots Stick with me, well bih, we headed to the top We hop out, look who in this motherfucker now (fucker now, fucker now) We hop out, look who in this motherfucker now (pu pu pull up in the 911, pu pu, pu pu pull) Pull up in the 911 (skrrt), bitch I'm fresher than your reverend (amen) Stompin' in these Jordans 6 (you know), ballin' like a game seven (ball out) Ballin' like LeBron, bitch you know I'm pimpin' These lil' bitches gone, now you know we scorin' Post up on your ho at LIV, numbers on the board real I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to fillet with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (yeah), walk out that bitch with the W (oh yeah) I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to fillet with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (oh yeah), walk out that bitch with the W Win, win, win, do this shit again (ha) Shawty say she in, told her, "bring a friend" (yeah) Tell 'em what they like to hear then give them up and now they goin' full clip Six rings on me like I'm Michael Jordan (Michael Jordan) Pull up in some shit like Michael Knight (Michael Knight) Larry Bird shooter, bad bitch recruiter All my jewelry on me, I'm on jury duty I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to play with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (yeah), walk out that bitch with the W (oh yeah) I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to stay with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (oh yeah), walk out that bitch with the W Pull up in the 911 (skrrt), bitch I'm fresher than your reverend (amen) Stompin' in these Jordans 6 (you know), ballin' like a game seven (ball out) Ballin' like LeBron, bitch you know I'm pimpin' These lil' bitches gone, now you know we scorin' Post up on your ho at LIV, numbers on the board real I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to fillet with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (yeah), walk out that bitch with the W (oh yeah) I'ma wake up with the W (well, well, well), I like to fillet with the W (well, well, well) I'm at the top of the W (oh yeah), walk out that bitch with the W Pull up in the 911 (skrrt), bitch I'm fresher than your reverend (amen) Stompin' in these Jordans 6 (you know), ballin' like a game seven (ball out) Ballin' like LeBron, bitch you know I'm pimpin' These lil' bitches gone, now you know we scorin' Post up on your ho at LIV, numbers on the board real |
Who Wrote Game 7 By T.I.?
Brandon Rossi, Clifford J. Harris, Albert Joseph Iii Brown, Clifford Harris, Donald Degrate, Rodriquez Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Game 7 By T.I.?The duration of Game 7 is 3:31 minutes and seconds. |
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