Asher Roth - Sweat Shorts lyrics

[Verse 1: Asher Roth] I'm a cool kidded, loose fitted, j**els spitting bad rapper Half-a** the past six years, flipping swag jacker Wish I had a leather jacket, band tee, clear pants Stupid a** hat, pa** me another beer man Cheers fam, wearing anything I feel I really want Like my name is Frankenstein, now I'm Adam Sandler's son I'm like Chandler from Friends with a man bun That hid his handguns in his mini Cooper Anderson [?] son painted [?] land from Space Jam slam, hope you caught that on your camera Don't understand me, think I might move up to Canada Root for Vancouver, Shareef Abdur medula oblongata If you got a problem holler Wrote a novel on my motto, only s**ers [?] shucks What do I know, I'll just let this be the motto But because the guac is hot don't mean I'll be an avocado [Hook: Asher Roth & (Chuck Inglish)] Like a Martin Scorsese or a Spike Lee flick (I keep the same motherf**ers up on my sh**) Like the SportsCenter anchors on that TV script (You talking game but you always same old sh**) Like a Martin Scorsese or a Spike Lee flick (I keep the same motherf**ers up on my sh**) Like the SportsCenter anchors on that TV script (You talking game but you always same old sh**) Balling is my best short Hand on my balls while I'm in my sweat shorts Balling is my best short Hand on my balls while I'm in my sweat shorts [Verse 2: Chuck Inglish] On my front porch in my sweat shorts Reading the old Source you know, the low sport On the block crossover on the ball court Free throw, shoot your shot bro, it's all yours I'm bout to get it all back like a bra strap All that, fall back like a fade away 808 made a way, MJG playa way That Slick Rick, Dana Dane, Doug E Fresh, Daddy Kane Keep it player (I ain't playing) but I got a game today Receive a bonus from the owners, I'm about to call the play The running backs run it back But the corners get the sacks The quarterbacks talking fast, watch the marching band dance Flambe the souflet, I bu*terflied the lobster So much game I'm on the field with Bob Costa, John Madden Sagging in my shorts with a four course meal pockets dragging on the floor [Hook: Asher Roth & (Chuck Inglish)] Like a Martin Scorsese or a Spike Lee flick (I keep the same motherf**ers up on my sh**) Like the SportsCenter anchors on that TV script (You talking game but you always same old sh**) Like a Martin Scorsese or a Spike Lee flick (I keep the same motherf**ers up on my sh**) Like the SportsCenter anchors on that TV script (You talking game but you always same old sh**) Balling is my best short Hand on my balls while I'm in my sweat shorts Balling is my best short Hand on my balls while I'm in my sweat shorts [Verse 3: Helios Hussain] Too many n***as in the world but not enough ideas I'ma call you a b**h while you out with your kids Little Jonathon, your daddy is a rap style copycat I'ma move in and be your daddy, he's a follower I'm your role model but I gotta f** your momma You gon' have a brother, he gon' make you way tougher Uncle Ash is black, he just put rims on a pickup truck Burglarizing styles I'ma tell my big brother Chuck Ball on b**h n***as who been stealing our intentions Make 'em do our homework and send 'em to detention Never steal a man's style when you grow up, remember Cause we gon' find out and whoop your a** while we drunk I'm Bonafide with my writing rhymes, Street Volume 2 Not in my house, my Vokals like the Lunatics What the hook gon' be, I'ma bring it like I'm Murphy Lee Air Force Ones sweat shorts sagging comfortably