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remy boyz - tim duncan lyrics

[hook: p-dice]
i’m finna ball just like i’m duncan
i p-ss your b-tch off, my n-ggas dunk it
i p-ss that burner off, they blam it down
i throw that money up, they slam it down
(2x)

[verse 1: fetty wap]
remy boyz
i know you n-ggas heard us, we make plenty noise
them choppas leave you hurting, we got plenty toys
i said, b-tch, we are the motherf-cking remy boyz
we get plenty love, i got plenty plugs
b-tch, my trap be jumping, i buys plenty drugs
try to take it from me, wish a n-gga would
look this forty, it go bang-bang at his f-cking head
leave that n-gga dead, n-ggas will catch you slipping
that mean your -ss was lacking, you ain’t had a pistol
black and, black and white stripes, i am so official
fetty, fetty cash sh-tting on them, where’s the tissue
bad b-tches on a n-gga, i dont’t have an issue
all i want is money, you can have your heart
i never loved a b-tch and i ain’t tryna start
you can suck my d-ck and then we falling off
cause baby, all i want is drink the furnace full of drugs

[hook]

[verse 2: montana bucks]
balling like tim duncan
your b-tch coming through, it’s only ten something
balling on the court now
like shaq, how my n-ggas bring the court down
and we be throwing alley-oops
i could show your b-tch what the molly do
you think you tough, we get rowdy too
i g’stroll through your strip in the cali coupe
riding in my car tints
balling on these n-ggas like i’m shawn kemp
and i got shooters like robert horry
i hit my connect, he said he got it for me
cause i be balling like i’m cp
late night, i pull up at the bp
long range shooting, that’s the deep three
remy boyz, n-gga, we the big three

[hook]

[verse 3: p-dice]
remy boyz and we up in here
i can tell that you f-cking scared
got your girl in her underwear
cutting crack on that tupperware
blowing stacks, i’m that type of guy
e pills my type of high
he real, i ain’t tryna stunt
he be hurting my [?]
i be in the playoffs, trust me i’m a true g
hit you, then, i skate off, kristi yamaguchi
expialidocious, trust me ya’ll, i’m focused
pockets looking too right, f-ck boy that you notice
i’m up boy while you sleeping, i ain’t get a wink yet
man, i only think checks, [?] on my mind
tell her that i only need neck, like the way that she grind
man, i swear that -ss is the best, dj khaled and ‘em
we be styling on rims, easy styling with friends
f-ck g’s, i’m piling them m’s, sl-ts we piling them in
remy boyz, oh, they be bumping
balling out like we tim duncan, balling like tim duncan

[hook]

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