Lyrics:

D.D:
I Dalvin Cook like I’m 3 3 
I’m spinning the opps like a CD
See deez bands like I’m ceedee lamb
I’m a cash cow, boy but I don’t play in Jerry Land
Mess me with me, you’ll catch these Jerry Hands
Yeah I’m white, I wear Sperry pants 
I love the movie Charade with Cary Grant
I’m the victor but I never played in France
Hit the 3 like I’m Dean Wade (swish)
Beat the sun like a Bean fade (swish)
I shoot money, no cheap game (swish)
Six man of the year at my YMCA (swish)

I applied to the U of Cincinnati
I didn’t get but I really wish they won the Natty
They had so many draftees that year
Man I really wish that team won the natty
Sauce Gardner went fourth overall to the Jets
Desmond Ridder got drafted to the Falcons
Drake London also got drafted to the Falcons
Kyle Pitts is also on the Atlanta Falcons
Jessie Bates is a safety on the Falcons 
Young Ho-Koo is a kicker on the Atlanta Falcons
Deion Jones used to be on the Atlanta Falcons
But now he’s no longer on the Atlanta Falcons
You know who I’m glad wasn’t on the Atlanta Falcons? Justin Gilbert

Justin Gilbert has to be an all time draft bust
Put me on the track has to be an all time rap must
Go cry me a river, no Philip or Timberlake  
Don’t pass on me yeah I’m too in sync (N'Sync)
Y’all thirstin to hate but I ain’t a drink
You ain’t in my web if we don’t click on the link

I’m red at the blue, Got violet (violent) with the ops
Sneak a K thru the 12, I’m schoolin the cops
I get the green, so I’m never gonna stop 
God, why couldn’t they have won the Natty?


Taynte:

Ayo-yo-yo
Filling the messy ends with evidence
I got beach floor boards filled with resonance
Heaven sent, got them on their knees, reverends
Hit the whip and nae-nae, that’s a goofy trend
Punched a curvy man now it’s going down in South Bend
Lost a lawsuit, owe him a 100 grand
100 bands, 100 hands, batting stance
Michael Brantley was an Astro man

Not an astronaut, climbing up the open spots
Nicolas Batum knocking down 100 shots
Got my baby’s back, that’s on Sir Mix A Lot
sausage for the gang, that is all that I brat
All I bought, beating economic woes
Licking my lips just thinking of LeBrons toes 
Salty but sweet, just like some MnMs
Taynte lighting up the game, it’s where it ends
We’re not friends, don’t think it twice over
Peaking out past the rest, I’m a boner
Gave some keys and a harp, organ donor
That is all that I got, adios loner

Taynte

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