letra de slam dunk - saca
slam dunk lyrics
[intro: saca]
throw it down, throw it down
throw it down, throw it down
throw it down, throw it down
throw it down, throw it down
[hook: saca]
that’s a slam dunk
baby put your hands up
welcome to the fan club
you know you gotta stand up
throw it down, throw it down
that’s a slam dunk
throw it down, throw it down
that’s a slam dunk
[verse 1: saca]
that’s a slam dunk, baby, how you throwin’ it down
you got yo fan club, you ain’t gotta go with the crowd
ain’t gotta go with the sound, kicked back rollin’ up loud
sweet like a cake, gerald green, how you blowin’ it out
head at the rim, she give me head in the vip
got my head in her rim, we headed off in a bit
headed off to the gym, never tossin’ up bricks
and if i’m shootin’ with her you be hearin’ that swish
you the star player bringin’ home that mvp to the city
runnin’ laps like it’s mtv
no discussion, you the goat, everybody agree
try’na get paid, one and done, you ain’t need a degree
i’m gettin’ assists, you puttin’ points on the board
nike’d up everywhere, wearin’ j’s to the court
50 points is the score, 50 inches, the vert
ball like caris levert, never fair if you hurt, okay
[hook: saca]
that’s a slam dunk
baby put your hands up
welcome to the fan club
you know you gotta stand up
throw it down, throw it down
that’s a slam dunk
throw it down, throw it down
that’s a slam dunk
[verse 2: wide frame]
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[hook: saca]
that’s a slam dunk
baby put your hands up
welcome to the fan club
you know you gotta stand up
throw it down, throw it down
that’s a slam dunk
throw it down, throw it down
that’s a slam dunk
[verse 3: saca]
throw it down, throw it down, throw it down with some power
the way i been touchin’ you, bet you be drawin’ them fouls
got you screamin’ and one, know you be screamin’ it loud
you a coach in the bed, and you a player, no doubt
makin’ paper, this your city
the mayor got more swag than the players, go and flex on them haters
but you got fans in the bleachers, and you teachin’ the teachers
i see you gettin’ them features, rockin’ exclusive sneakers
you know i’m rockin’ them j’s, got more kicks than pj
we be ballin’ like dame, i’m rappin’ like i’m wide frame
you know i’m bringin’ my a, i know she bringin’ her game
i’m facin’ on double teams, you know i’m hittin’ them tres
and i go hard in the paint, drivin’ right down the lane
put the d on a poster, not the type that kids hang
we both finish the tapes and we be signin’ our names
if she keep playin’ like this, she in the, she in the hall of fame
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