I'm a Wildcat I got my growl back like...
Yall mad at us, we just smile back like
Yo' team food and we devour and say...
...My helmet on ready for combat
And my eyes painted they all black
And that Rise playing and them maniacs like..
My summertime was pumping iron running up on the gridiron
Throwing up on the sideline, now, turn it up cause' it's my time
Got Reed in the pocket, man, That's a whole lot of money
So much in his hand he gotta' throw it Graham, that's a whole lot of money
So much if he wanted he can make a couple hundred just throwing it to Bowman
Too much to carry gotta' give it Larry he gone bust it wide open
Wait a minute let me get right, in a minute Imma' ignite, like
Everybody gotta get hype when they kick right to my young'n he gone' run it like a red light
It's no way Imma' obey, when I rep M, I, double L B R double OK
OK what they gonna say?
That the song ain't tight.... Yeah right
... My defense we sick we hit like..
... You know Jayden go straight he rip like...
Yo QB better keep it see Nic he pick like...
Hold it... The way Joe hit even yo chick said...
I'm devoted to that pawprint and we all in
I been ready every since I walked in
They ain't warming up they just stalling
We balling... and we just keep winning
From the court full of women, and court for the tennis, and Drew when he's hitting
and the court where you gonna' see me, Coach D, Coach Ju, and McGinnis like
In the Cap 8 going back to back
None of them hooligans can fool with them we the Maniacs
yall loony if yall truly feel yall smooth as this
This is not a diss, this is only real
We the real deal on this Holy Field...
You better over strap your shoulder pads for them Wildcats
I'm a Wildcat, I got my Growl Back, Growl Back like...