Sammy Sosa

I just be going for hits Imma step up with a stick No I ain't going for that Imma step to bat The bases loaded, I'm fully loaded Not just my 9, 09 loaded Umpire like got damn Out the park that's a grand slam People be fake, show your real colors Sammy Sosa I thought I knew ya, he switched it up on me I don't know ya Not using bleach, tequila faded Sammy Sosa Sammy Sosa Sammy Sosa People be fake, show your real colors Sammy Sosa I thought I knew ya, he switched it up on me I don't know ya Not using bleach, tequila faded Sammy Sosa Sammy Sosa Sammy Sosa I just want cash, all the blue hundreds Then imma wrap it in bunches Tell em it's time to eat My boy is you packing you lunches Today I got time for that You know I'm going to get it Tellem it's time to eat My boys is you coming wit me How many times do I tell yooouuuu I'm hard to f*ck with I put that on the crewwwwww I got my stuff stolen and now everything newwwwww I can't go out sad gotta do what it doooooo I'm back on my grind and I'll show it These people be fraud and they know it If you a real one you ain't gotta say it my boy If it's understood they'll know it I got the Midas Everything I touch turn gold you got the itis Yo shit not cold, you froze You stuck like a duck You soft as a feather We don't just ruffle we pluck I just be going for hits Imma step up with a stick No I ain't going for that Imma step to bat The bases loaded I'm fully loaded Not just my 9, 09 loaded Umpire like got damn Out the park that's a grand slam People be fake, show your real colors Sammy Sosa I thought I knew ya he switched it up on me I don't know ya Not using bleach I'm tequila faded Sammy Sosa Sammy Sosa Sammy Sosa You want the sauce I got That shit gone cost a lot I cant be out giving the recipe He thought it was sweet He tried testing me He caught an L I aint even start sweating He wanna gamble I'm ready I'm betting Shoot your shot just like Reddick I'll lay you out just like bedding He tried to run I'll pop up surprise confetti One eye open like Fety Even in my sleep I'm ready He's an impasta, I'll leave him red, spaghetti All white forces like Nelly But I had to dip now they messy Gone Parlay, you a ghost I'm desi Hold wait that's a hesi I just want a plain Jane prezi Skrr on a hater like tires Pirelli Really can't got for the lies your telling me You costed us the game to selling Don't at me Get at me Come on wit all that lame ass shit twitter finger You know you could've used my celly.