Post by Desperado on Sept 17, 2005 11:40:25 GMT -5
(some Lyrics based on Common's "The Food")
[CHORUS]
He walked on the court, ready for his sport,
And his opponents are late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!),
So he had to did, what he had to did,
Cause he had to get (d-ough! d-ough! d-ough!),
Up all night, getting his money right,
Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!),
Now the money coming slow,
but at least a balla know,
that the otha team was a no show (o-oh! o-oh! o-oh!)
[VERSE 1]
Thats right... Hot Shot is talking about you,
because he know that fear him,
thinking twice before steppin' up to him but if you do,
he'll break you down limb from limb //
You thought no one could do what MJ do,
but the new "Hot Shot" on the block is right in front of you,
Hot Shot is his name and streetball is his game,
and if you ask anyone they will tell you the same //
He make players part like Moses,
flowing thru to the basket... because he is,
just as flashy as his bling,
around his neck... and you can't see,
because at the hardcore courts is where he'll be //
[VERSE 2]
Singing "H" to tha "O" down to the "T"
and spells "Hot" and you just can't stop his flow,
all otha ballas on the court just flee,
because Hot Shot is here to steal the show //
YESSIR... Hot Shot is back for another,
don't bother... he ain't like no otha,
the number 1 balla... don't stu-stu-stutta,
because his SHOT is HOT like but-but-butta //
No one in City Slam can do like this man,
number 1 vote getter as a All Star,
put him on a team and they'll go far,
he'll do things to make you go "D*MN" //
So watch out when you see him the in the streets,
don't step up to him unless you wanna get beat...
[CHORUS]
He walked on the court, ready for his sport,
And his opponents are late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!),
So he had to did, what he had to did,
Cause he had to get (d-ough! d-ough! d-ough!),
Up all night, getting his money right,
Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!),
Now the money coming slow, but at least a balla know,
that team was a no show (o-oh! o-oh! o-oh!)
[CHORUS]
He walked on the court, ready for his sport,
And his opponents are late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!),
So he had to did, what he had to did,
Cause he had to get (d-ough! d-ough! d-ough!),
Up all night, getting his money right,
Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!),
Now the money coming slow,
but at least a balla know,
that the otha team was a no show (o-oh! o-oh! o-oh!)
[VERSE 1]
Thats right... Hot Shot is talking about you,
because he know that fear him,
thinking twice before steppin' up to him but if you do,
he'll break you down limb from limb //
You thought no one could do what MJ do,
but the new "Hot Shot" on the block is right in front of you,
Hot Shot is his name and streetball is his game,
and if you ask anyone they will tell you the same //
He make players part like Moses,
flowing thru to the basket... because he is,
just as flashy as his bling,
around his neck... and you can't see,
because at the hardcore courts is where he'll be //
[VERSE 2]
Singing "H" to tha "O" down to the "T"
and spells "Hot" and you just can't stop his flow,
all otha ballas on the court just flee,
because Hot Shot is here to steal the show //
YESSIR... Hot Shot is back for another,
don't bother... he ain't like no otha,
the number 1 balla... don't stu-stu-stutta,
because his SHOT is HOT like but-but-butta //
No one in City Slam can do like this man,
number 1 vote getter as a All Star,
put him on a team and they'll go far,
he'll do things to make you go "D*MN" //
So watch out when you see him the in the streets,
don't step up to him unless you wanna get beat...
[CHORUS]
He walked on the court, ready for his sport,
And his opponents are late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!),
So he had to did, what he had to did,
Cause he had to get (d-ough! d-ough! d-ough!),
Up all night, getting his money right,
Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!),
Now the money coming slow, but at least a balla know,
that team was a no show (o-oh! o-oh! o-oh!)
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