Ballin so hard, I'm feelin like a philanthropist
Jump shot so wet, don't even ask how damp it is
No need for questions, you already know who the answer is
I'm so gifted I got Santa pist.
According to the clause, I get coal that's heartless
Cole'r than that boy Nat King, ask Martin
At the service imma have em singin Luther when I shoot ya
And then you'll see eras (Ciara's) of your Future.
I got ties you ain't suited for
See yall was ready for the exit til I glued the door
So what, I don't get props for lockin the door?
If I were CEO I'd have stocks lookin like monopoly boards.
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