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Breaking all these records, barely breaking a sweat
Track team’s got burners Like Benny the jet
When we run off campus, we get pulled over
Throw a javelin to the Martian rover
We jump man, looking like the MJ Logo
Dripping in the ribbons that we win in October

In badminton, you know we’re brining the aces
Singles and doubles, we cover the bases
First place, our space on the bracket
Sylvester to a birdie, the way they attack it
No fly zone. If they see it, they smack it
you can make a little noise, but they’re bringing the racket

Soccer good gol-ly, we keep it up like a vol-ley
All these hot shots like tama-les, it’s like we’re doing your lau-ndry
I’m mean we leave you with clean sheets, 
my keeper’s got clean cleats
We bringing the A-Team, you’re leaving with D-feats
Charge up the field, opponents they retreat
Banners after banners, we get them on repeat


In the middle of winter, gymnastics team
Bending over backwards is just routine
They’re flipping
They’re floating
They’re spinning
They’re rolling
They’re splitting
They’re kicking
And poise what
They’re showing
On toes that they’re pointing, fly like all stars
Top score, vault, floor, know they got bars

Season three, you know it we wrestle
Don’t get it twisted bro, you end up a pretzel
Mats stay slappin, singlets we’re rockin
Got opponents sweating, so they had to bring a mop in
They don’t stop, won’t stop
Podium, top spot
Single leg, got the competition hoppin

We all in, did I mention how we ball?
They all fall victim to the shots that we call
You lose that conclusion couldn’t be for goner
Command the court, so it must be your honor
Nothing but net, know it straight from the release
Dream team, you couldn’t beat us in your sleep
Bleachers we’re filling, packing in these seats
Banners after banners, we get them on repeat


Football team, a Duck dynasty
Other teams ain’t us, but they’re trying to be
Tackle and sacks, you know we’re laying ‘em out
Field goal kicking with the laces out
Oh snap! Hut, hut, hike
Drop back, ready to strike
Push back, the defensive line
It’s all by design, all the drives finish with spikes
Oh no! We’re leaving divots in your end zone
Call an audible, yeah we switch it like Nintendo
Again, again, again
Chain first down and ten
Every team that we’re beating
Just a piece of the tempo
 
Volleyball squad, hope you’re up for a fight
Hit you with a three-piece, bump, set, spike
Can you dig it? When we hit it,
fly swift like an arrow
double digit, how we win it
Don’t try this libero
Purple knee pads
Got the swag on Donatello
Opponents knees knocking
Like you standing on some jello
You can type a game plan, we’re pressing the delete
All these butts that we kicking, make you think we got three feet
Believe it, these jags, keep keeping it elite
Banners after banners, we get them on repeat

Banners On Repeat

A mix of early 90s R&B spanning from the new jack swing era up to pre-Bad Boy era. TRACKLIST AND DL ON THIS LINK: https://toiletries.wordpress.com/2009/08/11/newjackswingmix/

Early 90s R&B Mix “Mentally Hip-Hop Smoothed Out On The R&B Tip With A Pop Feel”

This is when hip hop was good...lol... some classic 90's hip hop!

Banners On Repeat

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