Soundtracks - Hoops by Saweetie lyrics

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Soundtracks - Hoops by Saweetie lyrics

[Intro: Saweetie] Uh-huh, that's right [Chorus: Saweetie] Like who there? Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah Out here making big baller moves, yeah Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah (Woo) Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah (Woo) Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops [Verse 1: Kash Doll] Ayy, put me in the game coach Hang my jersey in the rafters say my name coach (Kash Doll) Take my pictures get me from the right angles You in the game but not like me, we ain't the samе, no (Girl, bye) Man, I'm the one that makе the ballers buy the floor seats (That's right) Your boyfriend cheerleading from the nosebleed, sheesh Boy, please, my whole team, make it rain for free It ain't the money or the fame, it's the ring for me (It's the ring for me) Look thirty-point game, fifty-point chain (Bling) I come from Detroit, we playin' Cartiers (Detroit) If my team do you dirty, I'm the one to blame Y'all keep throwin' shade, we gon' throw a rage [Chorus: Saweetie] Like who there? Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah Out here making big baller moves, yeah Got them boys jumping through hoops (That's right), them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah (Woo) Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah (Woo) Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops [Verse 2: Saweetie] Never take a day off Wake up every day, and give them something they can hate on Swear you ain't a fan in the stands, like the playoffs Heavy sweat checks in the gym get that weight off Baby, watch it pay off It's easy, I mix the raptors, with Nina Ricci I'm single, know what they after, so they can reach me Your girlfriend says she badder, you know she reachin' I'm seasoned, Saweetie got that juice, ain't no secret I know some brown-skinned baddies Coca-Cola And some pretty snow bunnies like Lola Save some for the chickas and cholas The pretty girl mosh pit goin' loca [Verse 3: Salt-N-Pepa] Can't nobody run me Bunny hoppin' to this bag, like Lola Bunny I shoot my shot can't nobody take it from me Fans all around the world, you know they love me I want to shoop-shoop-shoop in the paint Make these players wanna act right Slam dunking on these fools, live yo' best life Salt-N-Pepa on your hit list Can I get a witness? We lit, that's my sis And it ain't none of your business On the court, I'm heartless Takin' charge, I'm lawless They takin' no losses Where my lady bosses? (Right here) Wanna try me? You should check the score Since '86, we been putting numbers on the boards [Chorus: Saweetie] Like who there? Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah Out here making big baller moves, yeah Got them boys jumping through hoops (That's right), them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah (Woo) Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah (Woo) Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah