Kevin Gilyard - Dream Team lyrics

[VERSE 1: Kevin Gates] This came from under the overpa** Of being pa**ive We don't believe in asking See it indeed we snatching The ? harra**in Meanwhile I've been focusing Sit back and I'm noticing This dope in what I'm posed to get Casino full of poker chips Well the birds don't chirp But they really do flirt And they all wanna get close to him Cash on deck Imma stack my check Till my pocket fat like Oprah Here's my b**h she sick She Oprah thick Cruising in my Louie All the groupies on my Gucci loafers Cutie with a booty hold up Wait a minute I'm supposed to ask You ain't just see the Rover pa** Really don't mean to boast and brag But I possess the coldest swag Other chick got a donkey a** Shopping spree no folding tags Yo women come back misused and abused My women come back with grocery bags Life is only as lonely as A person make it so I made it New Mercedes two vacations Bought a plane and flew to Vegas I'm in a jacuzzi bathing Smoking on some silver haze While chilling with a few Jamaicans He insane I must be crazy [Chorus] In that game like a dream team n***a And more doe and we about to get richer More shows more doe more liquor In that game like a dream team n***a yea In that game like a dream team n***a And more doe and we about to get richer More shows more doe more liquor In that game like a dream team n***a yea [VERSE 2: Kevin Gates] I got some good jook I slang iguana dick All that eaten and late night f**ing I'm the one who got ? bit Tyra, Antoineesha, One, Sierra, and Yolanda and them Couple of women in colleges Prefer not to acknowledge em Help em with they modelin If they bout some gargling Head to get ahead if you good with head Then you gotta swallow it Woodwork like a carpenter Retarded I'm just marvelous While wheeling and dealing for bargains So I'm similar to an auctioner Keep secrets don't believe In no leeching The missile is heat seeking Vehicle has heated seats Treated seams candid A Cutla** check the inside of it 96 Impalas, suede, ostrich and koala prints Used to be obnoxious Then them hoes starting jocking it Now I'm on my grind Pop my collar rottweiler sh** Up in VIP don't bring the gla** Send us the bottle b**h Robert Cavalli stitch Find me on some finer sh** [Chorus] In that game like a dream team n***a And more doe and we about to get richer More shows more doe more liquor In that game like a dream team n***a yea In that game like a dream team n***a And more doe and we about to get richer More shows more doe more liquor In that game like a dream team n***a yea [VERSE 3: Malachi] On the Interstate 10 - I'm H-Town bound My Spanish b**h expecting me With her a** in the air - and her face straight down I'll take that b**h to ecstasy Gotta little plug - with a keys and a pound But the dope I slang - come out my mouth Never lay your head - where you keep your bread Just took about a hundred three out my house Out my socks out my drawers Out my mind out my top Ain't can't fit tired of rubbing Gotta kick one of these hoes out my drop Out of every album that I done drop Which one you like the most and sh** Got so ? to my name But I don't mean to boast and sh** Just doing me - don't have to try That sh** come natural Their game like the dream team Travis and ? they take me national Pimp em in the club - and I pop 20 bottles Man I'm not thinking rational ? stuff for about 20 models Man I'm just trying to smash you know No panoramic view from my grandmama house Off the porch Millioniare scheme With a Panamera dream Young n***a fin to go pop Porsche With the windows jet black So them hoes don't notice me We gotta be called the dream team Cause we make more hits than Jodeci [Chorus] In that game like a dream team n***a And more doe and we about to get richer More shows more doe more liquor In that game like a dream team n***a yea In that game like a dream team n***a And more doe and we about to get richer More shows more doe more liquor In that game like a dream team n***a yea