CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Sports Center
Momma said gotta do something with my life
Momma said got to do something like it's wifi
Momma said gotta do something with my life
Well connected like a wi-fi
Momma said gotta do something with my life
I know would get that bag when the time's right
Lotta diamonds on me flash like they highlights
Sports Center top 10 they some highlights
I told shorty bring her friends over my side
Baby watching from the bench from the blind side
Water way up to my neck like it's high tide
Jump in the coupe, to the payment
Straight to the roof from the basement
I want that loot so I take it
She on a cue and she naked
She gon' ride on it with no hands
Said she tired of that minute man
I be high to the ceiling fan
You know I never give a damn
Took her heart and threw it in a can
Would you ride if I'm in a jam
Do a lot, can't stick to the plan
We gon' slide, roll a window and blam
Touchdown, hands on like Cam
Cross-over I'm switching, hands
Bossed up, I got right with the fam
Like a toss up, money land in my hand
Im with mills, we were whipping a Lamb'
Dollar bills all that I understand
Keep it real, why would I lie to ya mans
From the hills, all we wanted was bands
I keep scoring, street ball like Lance
I give my momma that cheese in advance
Stack it up till that sh*t in France
Pack it up you ain't gotta no chance
Well connected like it's wi-fi
Momma said gotta do something with my life
I knew I would get the bag when the time's right
Lotta diamonds on me flash like they highlights
Sports Center top 10 need some highlights
I told shorty bring her friends over my side
Baby watching from the bench from the blind side
Water way up to my neck like it's high tide
Momma said got to do something like it's wifi
Momma said gotta do something with my life
Well connected like a wi-fi
Momma said gotta do something with my life
I know would get that bag when the time's right
Lotta diamonds on me flash like they highlights
Sports Center top 10 they some highlights
I told shorty bring her friends over my side
Baby watching from the bench from the blind side
Water way up to my neck like it's high tide
Jump in the coupe, to the payment
Straight to the roof from the basement
I want that loot so I take it
She on a cue and she naked
She gon' ride on it with no hands
Said she tired of that minute man
I be high to the ceiling fan
You know I never give a damn
Took her heart and threw it in a can
Would you ride if I'm in a jam
Do a lot, can't stick to the plan
We gon' slide, roll a window and blam
Touchdown, hands on like Cam
Cross-over I'm switching, hands
Bossed up, I got right with the fam
Like a toss up, money land in my hand
Im with mills, we were whipping a Lamb'
Dollar bills all that I understand
Keep it real, why would I lie to ya mans
From the hills, all we wanted was bands
I keep scoring, street ball like Lance
I give my momma that cheese in advance
Stack it up till that sh*t in France
Pack it up you ain't gotta no chance
Well connected like it's wi-fi
Momma said gotta do something with my life
I knew I would get the bag when the time's right
Lotta diamonds on me flash like they highlights
Sports Center top 10 need some highlights
I told shorty bring her friends over my side
Baby watching from the bench from the blind side
Water way up to my neck like it's high tide
