"Triple Team" lyrics

Casper TNG, K Money & 33RK Lyrics

"Triple Team"

They can't hold us down if they triple-team
Work on the scale, that's that triple beam
Are you fuckin' or you not, no in-between
Are you ridin' or you not, no in-between
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin's give me wings
Fuck a bubble bee, these bullets make 'em sting
All my niggas, we be on the same thing
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin jeans give me wings

Fuck a Red Bull, Robin Jeans give me wings
Simon Cowell, how these bullets made 'em sing
Bubble bee, how these bullets make 'em sting
And my team we ball, we just won a ring
Step up in the place and I make they face turn
Alley-oop to my dawg, make they face turn
All I wanna talk about is the paper
If not no talks, see you later
I'm like Kobe on the court, I'm a shooter
Not a passer, not a hooper
Just a looper, circle like a cruiser
I had to circle around your block, a hula hooper

They can't hold us down if they triple-team
Work on the scale, that's that triple beam
Are you fuckin' or you not, no in-between
Are you ridin' or you not, no in-between
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin's give me wings
Fuck a bubble bee, these bullets make 'em sting
All my niggas, we be on the same thing
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin jeans give me wings

Sixteen, on the block, servin' fiends
All I wanted was some True Religion jeans
Seventeen, got introduced to the leans
Eighteen, got introduced to the lean
Mask on, late-night, trick-o-treat
And at night I met your bitch, she a freak
And at night she brought her friend, triple-team
Bitch, I'm ballin' like DeRozan in the league
Bitch, we winnin', since the beginnin'
I'm the type to see an M and start grinnin'
You a lil' nigga, so just listen
Niggas always talkin' shit 'til we dismiss him

They can't hold us down if they triple-team
Work on the scale, that's that triple beam
Are you fuckin' or you not, no in-between
Are you ridin' or you not, no in-between
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin's give me wings
Fuck a bubble bee, these bullets make 'em sting
All my niggas, we be on the same thing
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin jeans give me wings

Three bings so I need like three rings
Bad bitch fawad in with three tings
Drop the work in the pot, remix
I'm so original, you just a remix
All this lean got me talkin' with a lisp
All these bitches love me for this, for my pimp
These bitches love me, I can't never be a simp
This thirty clip turn him Mariah, how he sing
These custy's callin' when I'm whippin' up this bling
Diamonds dancin', bitches check the pinky ring
Every nigga on this, trappin' on the hit
Every time these niggas shot at me, they missed

They can't hold us down if they triple-team
Work on the scale, that's that triple beam
Are you fuckin' or you not, no in-between
Are you ridin' or you not, no in-between
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin's give me wings
Fuck a bubble bee, these bullets make 'em sting
All my niggas, we be on the same thing
Fuck a Red Bull, Robin jeans give me wings


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