[Verse]
Feelin' like I'm in a league of my own
'Cause I won't take shots no more
But still get into that two three zone
That's on any given Sunday
One on one with all your girls
And then I'll take two, three home
I'm like two three Jordan, 2D roses
No need bust, I'm three up plus
And bad I'm scoring
But the camera hole was on 'em when you hit record
We photoin' when we hit these boards, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Pour another, get the cameras out
Wave 'em high, get the banners out
My whole team got the win again
We get the champagne spillin' out
[Chorus]
More bottles on the ice, they know
Tokyo's come through, for sure
We ain't trippin' over you
Don't hate the player or the game, man do what it do
One hundred all night, they know
Full speed in the morning, for sure
We ain't trippin' over you
Don't hate the player or the game, man do what it do
[Verse]
Okay, I get it
I ain't gotta boast more
Guess I been flying over coast more
Look at all the wins creepin' in in my head
Got a crib in NY, never sleep in my bed
I got a chick in Cape Town, drop me off at the edge
My girl from the West End always tryna pretend
I never play those games
Red eye, red eye, sauce then coach
Now they kid in first class with the boss approach
[Pre-Chorus]
Pour another, get the cameras out
Wave 'em high, get the banners out
My whole team got the win again
We get the champagne spillin' out
[Chorus]
More bottles on the ice, they know
Tokyo's come through, for sure
We ain't trippin' over you
Don't hate the player or the game, man do what it do
One hundred all night, they know
Full speed in the morning, for sure
We ain't trippin' over you
Don't hate the player or the game, man do what it do
[Verse]
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Them haters make noise? You ignore the static
Everybody got drive? You avoid the traffic
Maneuver to the top where your name in bright lights and flashing
I ain't Steve Nash-in', I don't get the rocket, pass it
I don't get a block and crash it
Roam through the field in a pompous fashion
Cruise to end zone and I'm saucin', dancin' like
[Chorus]
More bottles on the ice, they know
Tokyo's come through, for sure
We ain't trippin' over you
Don't hate the player or the game, man do what it do
One hundred all night, they know
Full speed in the morning, for sure
We ain't trippin' over you
Don't hate the player or the game, man do what it do
Na na na na na na na na na (They know, they know)
Na na na na na na na na na (They know, they know)
Na na na na na na na na na (They know, they know)
Na na na na na na na na na (They know, they know)