LiveRAW GBT – 2002 Lakers
Genre Rap

LYRIC
2002 Lakers

HookL-O

Everyday I wake up, gotta go get the paper
And I don't work for niggas cuz I don't take no pay cuts
And I'm too good for hoes who be relying on make-up
And plus my niggas ball like the 2002 Lakers
Everyday I wake up, gotta go get the paper
And I don't work for niggas cuz I don't take no pay cuts
And I'm too good for hoes who be relying on make-up
And plus my niggas ball like the 2002 Lakers

Verse 1iShaan the Rit God

Back to back scoring like i'm Kobe with that mini fro
Dunking like Shaquille, i'm in the post going coast to coast
Gold bottles bang against each other, going toast for toast
Can't wait til it's play time in them Phantoms, going ghost for ghost
Cookie in a backwood, got them hunnids in the pants pocket
Trust is having hunnids in a safe and let yo mans pop it
Grab a specific amount then let yo mans lock it
Shooter with a beard, he James Harden with that damn rocket
Bitch I got a play for every hour on the clock
Never hate dawg, congratulate, ya'll salty on the block
I ain't Captain Jay's, i'm counting up them chicken strips
Niggas riding round with 3 straps but they missing clips
Ya'll ain't got no target, it ain't shit you niggas tryna hit
All that new money getting thrown, I need a catchers mit
New cookie purple like the Lakers, it deserve a ring
Got a special nigga for that beef, he a burger king

HookL-O

Everyday I wake up, gotta go get the paper
And I don't work for niggas cuz I don't take no pay cuts
And I'm too good for hoes who be relying on make-up
And plus my niggas ball like the 2002 Lakers
Everyday I wake up, gotta go get the paper
And I don't work for niggas cuz I don't take no pay cuts
And I'm too good for hoes who be relying on make-up
And plus my niggas ball like the 2002 Lakers

Verse 2Detroit L-O

Wake up in the morning, thank the Lord and then I check my phone
Daily affirmations keep me happy when I hear the tone
Figured out some ways that I can finally be financial prone
But I keep give out all this free game all up on one song
5 songs 2 hours, can you drop that
What you made last week, can you top that
Fuck a rabbit, pull a band out the top hat
And if you think you in the picture, imma crop that
LiveRAW gon raise the bar in the D town
All these hating niggas wanna see me down
Flip me upside down on a happy day
That just mean niggas wanna see me frown
Get cheese, stack it up then you buy land
I don't look for no one to hold my hand
You secure the bag, I secure my brand
I love my city, but I rather chill up on the sand
Counting all my assets really killing ya
Cadillacs and jewelry, that's my notabilia
Baby i'm Tim the tool man when you refer to me
Cuz if you throw that ass back then i'm drilling ya
Raw shit, do the shit flawless
I bet five the top artist can't draw this
If you wanna speak, step into my office
Ace Boogie with the safe in the closet
Feeling like the rawest nigga that done walked the earth
Spread my all across the cake, Mrs. Butterworth
And I always take the shot like Ray Allen
And when we travel, imma show you what are shuttle worth

HookL-O

Everyday I wake up, gotta go get the paper
And I don't work for niggas cuz I don't take no pay cuts
And I'm too good for hoes who be relying on make-up
And plus my niggas ball like the 2002 Lakers
Everyday I wake up, gotta go get the paper
And I don't work for niggas cuz I don't take no pay cuts
And I'm too good for hoes who be relying on make-up
And plus my niggas ball like the 2002 Lakers

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