Tory Lanez - Tim Duncan lyrics

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Tory Lanez - Tim Duncan lyrics

[Chorus:] I'm legendary with this balling like I'm Tim Duncan Couple shooters in the cut and ya I'm Tim Duncan We just trying to go to gym my n***as still thugging I got shooters right beside like I'm Tim Duncan [Verse 1:] I got shooters in the cut like I'm Tim Duncan We just trying to go to gym but n***as still thugging I left the trap and I came back and it was still jumping b**h I deserve a check for balling like I'm Tim Duncan I went out with all them shooters and I'm still jumping Grandma kicked me out the crib and I was still hustling I went out to all them corners trying to deal something If the feds pull me over I'm gon peel on em Don't know b**h, you don't know b**h you don't know I just pulled the I8 out the 1-0 Batman got that money then you don't know If Batman got that money then you don't know Shooters in the cut like I'm Tim Duncan Send my a** to school and I was still flunking I walk in the trap and I see real n***as I walk in the trap and I see real n***as I see real n***as I walk in the trap and I see real n***as Tim Duncan Now I got fish scales all up in the trap house I got big scales all up in the trap house A b**h from Rexdale trapping out my dime house I got a Nextel trapping out my dime house Whip a hundred bricks just like a hundred load I got two hundred b**hes f**ing in a bungalow I got two sisters doing sh** that they ain't done before I ain't no fool, I put that icing on that Dunking Donut, ya I do it I, ok, I'm ok But I'm high with some Rosé, you know it I don't fly with that foreplay, all them eyes Lil mama don't forget I'm Mr. Ring around the Rosé n***a f** with me I bring your ting around the Rosé Forty on my side don't let me ring it around your forehead We gon make a movie with you n***a like we Scorsese [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Pull up ya you know I'm with them shooters All we do is exhale with that Uber Love me baby, love me like Katrina Smoking dope I'm know I'm off it Going Tim Duncan with all of the shooters, with all of the shooters Cause they call it murder but we who they calling to do it, we who they calling to do it Love me baby, love a n***a Pulling out the lot stunting on a couple n***as Only with a couple hittas Only let a couple b**hes cook up in this kitchen n***a Hit a lick with all my young n***as, now my whip is Kristy Yamaguchi My wrist and my neck is on brr brr and now them n***as thinking that its Gucci n***as talking at you loosely Dawg I give a f** about your so called shooters that'll come and shoot me It's not what we used to Dawg I be used to these b**hes f**... for them b**hes f** the room ain't got no rules for them b**hes f** the room I got the roof for them b**hes Pop the... no room for them b**hes In the bathroom Fruit of Loom on them b**hes When the lie I got the proof for them b**hes If she dry I got some lube for them b**hes f**ing on lil mama goo I can tell she from the hood All I got is Hennessy for her and some weed for her couple nugs Popping off a couple juggs Shottas in a couple hoods n***as that'll come and wash that Cooking n***as come and sauce that Money on a couple tables It's not that she love me she want to f** with a young n***a that's getting money Motherf**er understanding where I get paper my n***a I'm cool I put that everything like its sauce n***a I be on everything like a boss n***a Handling play just like lacrosse n***a [Outro:] Ya you know I'm done talking n***a f** around and try n***as You make the mandem pull up on this Let the dawgs they'll just bite ya Know what I'm saying You let the dawgs out they'll bite y'all you feel me Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan Tim Duncan, Tim Duncan

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