Lyrics Gucci Mane – Sportscenter
Text:
Yeah, fresh, gucci
Ball hard, ball smart like its sportscenter you see it
Fresh and gucci, iced up, cash up
Lets go 2x
Ball player baby you would think I was a draft pick,
Zone 6 brick boy watch me score a hundred,
Call dick vitale cause gucci a diaper dandy,
DT player I bought a blue aston,
Zone season bricks go up through the attic,
If you smoke crack rock then your an addict,
Addicted to ballin, kush and bad bitches,
Dem big rims is just the way I’m livin’,
I took a whole mill and I spent it on a crib,
I’m in the hood passin kids hundred dollar bills,
Kids tell you, better tell these pussy niggas what it is,
Before I make cash show these niggas what it is, (cash)
Chorus:
Baby I ball hard I start so call sportscenter
I was averagin’ 80 an hour last winter,
Wilt chamberlain yall danglin’
Like crystal,
Benchwarmer sit out the next season nigga repeat
Magic City monday, 20 grand monday
Same thing next week call that shit a replay,
72′ chevy caprice is a slam dunk,
Mausberg sawed off call that bitch a double boom,
Ak-47 make a nigga 360,
Airmax airbubble cost me 150,
Tall money yao ming tall then nowitzki,
Wilt cham. bitch baller of the century,
If you don’t like it then don’t ride wit me,
Sportscenter shit made highlight of the century,
Came to the club wit a chain worth a milli,
Take it to the paint jump gucci shoot a 3, (I will)
Waitin on gucci you be waitin for a week,
Take it to the paint gucci gucci shoot a 3, (swishy)
I’m so iced out my left wrist on freeze,
Chorus x2
I know yall think that I’m just rappin’,
I’m vacuum sealin and saran wrappin’,
36 O’s and the inner tube the baggy,
54 O’s thats a brick and a halfy,
So much money put my stacks in a baggy,
So many racks I damn near bust the baggy,
08′ bently money taller than nowitzki,
Dikembe mutombo or oprah winfrey,
Like vending machine I keep that coke man
So much powder I can make a snowman,
Like a vendin machine I keep that coke man
So much powder I can make a snowman, (oh man)
Yeah its gucci mane la flare wilt chamberlain shit, sportscenter man, you tuned in man na-mean, fuck the T.V man watch the street man, na-mean, glenwood day Ima murder him, edgewood day Ima murder him, east atlanta day Ima murder him, swat day Ima murder him, na-mean, its gucci mane big boy flexin man so icy entertainment, we bangin like that chain swangin’ like that we rockin like that cuz I’m stocky like that we poppin like that, bags of money na-mean nun’ but hundreds na-mean, big boy shit bet a million na-mean,
you smoke it I don’t want it na-mean yellow purp I smoke it na-mean, gone man sportscenter holla a $100,000 rings…