Yea it's about that time I'm 'bout to drop a tape
Back in '09 I use to sport the Jordan Aqua 8s
But for this playoff run I'm lacing up the Playoff ones
Them black joints
Dropped Rare Coral, sleeping on my last joint
It's back to this pen and pad
Scheme on things I never had
Lost a couple thou, big wow
Now I gotta get it back
Then bet it back
Money come and go so just don't get attached
Hella stashed in my nest egg but I might let it hatch
And these ain't khakis dawg, because I never slack
Big pockets on these pants hold like twenty seven racks
You know I tried it
Can only stash a visa in the dri-fit
It's giving Mona Lisa every single time that I spit
I been on auto-pilot
Navigating through this life shit
Making sacrifices
Rather die if I couldn't provide for my kids
Minks and diamonds
Resorts and islands
Switch the climate
If you threaten mines then
I'd resort to violence
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
You know name my ring can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
I just do my thing can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Yea win in six I'm in the mix
On the track hittin' licks
Got so many songs I could go and drop a triple disc
Driving gloves hide the finger prints
Marathon it's not a sprint
NASCAR leather on got the checkered print
It's all vintage
Jordan 8s like Corey Matthews
Cruising through Topanga Canyon on my way to Malibu
Don't have time for no attitude
Laundry list I have to do
Basking in the present like I pulled up in a Santa suit
Me and Odis up in Vegas for the F1
Sippin' a Fat Tuesday call a new play 'cause the works never done
Highlights of Jordan vs The Suns or Boy Meets World reruns
When it's all said and done look at all the shit that we done
It ain't about that don't gotta count that
Im trying to build a fortress where my foyer got a fountain
I need a pond for the coi fish
Sippin' San Miguel on my Pinoy shit
Doing more right then wrong they really can't exploit this
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
You know name my ring can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
I just do my thing can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
JustPaulNow - Playoff VIIIs Lyrics
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Yea it's about that time I'm 'bout to drop a tape
Back in '09 I use to sport the Jordan Aqua 8s
But for this playoff run I'm lacing up the Playoff ones
Them black joints
Dropped Rare Coral, sleeping on my last joint
It's back to this pen and pad
Scheme on things I never had
Lost a couple thou, big wow
Now I gotta get it back
Then bet it back
Money come and go so just don't get attached
Hella stashed in my nest egg but I might let it hatch
And these ain't khakis dawg, because I never slack
Big pockets on these pants hold like twenty seven racks
You know I tried it
Can only stash a visa in the dri-fit
It's giving Mona Lisa every single time that I spit
I been on auto-pilot
Navigating through this life shit
Making sacrifices
Rather die if I couldn't provide for my kids
Minks and diamonds
Resorts and islands
Switch the climate
If you threaten mines then
I'd resort to violence
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
You know name my ring can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
I just do my thing can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Yea win in six I'm in the mix
On the track hittin' licks
Got so many songs I could go and drop a triple disc
Driving gloves hide the finger prints
Marathon it's not a sprint
NASCAR leather on got the checkered print
It's all vintage
Jordan 8s like Corey Matthews
Cruising through Topanga Canyon on my way to Malibu
Don't have time for no attitude
Laundry list I have to do
Basking in the present like I pulled up in a Santa suit
Me and Odis up in Vegas for the F1
Sippin' a Fat Tuesday call a new play 'cause the works never done
Highlights of Jordan vs The Suns or Boy Meets World reruns
When it's all said and done look at all the shit that we done
It ain't about that don't gotta count that
Im trying to build a fortress where my foyer got a fountain
I need a pond for the coi fish
Sippin' San Miguel on my Pinoy shit
Doing more right then wrong they really can't exploit this
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
You know name my ring can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
I just do my thing can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Back in '09 I use to sport the Jordan Aqua 8s
But for this playoff run I'm lacing up the Playoff ones
Them black joints
Dropped Rare Coral, sleeping on my last joint
It's back to this pen and pad
Scheme on things I never had
Lost a couple thou, big wow
Now I gotta get it back
Then bet it back
Money come and go so just don't get attached
Hella stashed in my nest egg but I might let it hatch
And these ain't khakis dawg, because I never slack
Big pockets on these pants hold like twenty seven racks
You know I tried it
Can only stash a visa in the dri-fit
It's giving Mona Lisa every single time that I spit
I been on auto-pilot
Navigating through this life shit
Making sacrifices
Rather die if I couldn't provide for my kids
Minks and diamonds
Resorts and islands
Switch the climate
If you threaten mines then
I'd resort to violence
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
You know name my ring can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
I just do my thing can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Yea win in six I'm in the mix
On the track hittin' licks
Got so many songs I could go and drop a triple disc
Driving gloves hide the finger prints
Marathon it's not a sprint
NASCAR leather on got the checkered print
It's all vintage
Jordan 8s like Corey Matthews
Cruising through Topanga Canyon on my way to Malibu
Don't have time for no attitude
Laundry list I have to do
Basking in the present like I pulled up in a Santa suit
Me and Odis up in Vegas for the F1
Sippin' a Fat Tuesday call a new play 'cause the works never done
Highlights of Jordan vs The Suns or Boy Meets World reruns
When it's all said and done look at all the shit that we done
It ain't about that don't gotta count that
Im trying to build a fortress where my foyer got a fountain
I need a pond for the coi fish
Sippin' San Miguel on my Pinoy shit
Doing more right then wrong they really can't exploit this
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
You know name my ring can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Playoff 8s with the two straps
Feeling like Sting in the Wolfpac
Too Sweet
I just do my thing can't dispute that
Bugs Bunny 8s with the two straps
Writer: Paul Solis
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