Song lyrics Scotty Pippen by E

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[Intro]
Maddox on the beat
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy cook it up, whip it up faster
Diamonds cold swear that shit from Alaska ayy
I'm getting close to disaster ayy
Boy tell that shit to my pastor
I was flipping, whipping, dipped in the kitchen
These niggas tripping, put the game in submission
I'm Scottie Pippen but I ball like a Piston
The shotty rippin in a fucked up position

[Verse 1]
The game is over, my pain is over
You a lame, a joker
You can't catch me plus my flow is nasty
And my name is vulgar
YBN, go and try again, we be the flyest friends
I do my thing
Plus I pull some strings just like a violin
Let me tell you bout my life and my troubled past
Momma's car got stolen, took the shuttle pass
Re-up from three bucks, copped the duffle bag
Please bruh off these nuts, go and rush some cash
And now we winning again
My brothers spending a band
My niggas posted on the block, damn I be sinning with friends
I'm chasing twenties, Benjamins, and breaking barriers too
My family rich for generations, I might marry a Jew

[Chorus]
Ayy cook it up, whip it up faster
Diamonds cold swear that shit from Alaska ayy
I'm getting close to disaster ayy
Boy tell that shit to my pastor
I was flipping, whipping, dipped in the kitchen
These niggas tripping, put the game in submission
I'm Scottie Pippen but I ball like a Piston
The shotty rippin in a fucked up position

[Verse 2]
My lifestyle too wild I know
Everything change with a new high low
Fifty bands, what I cashed in, my show
I got that gas to stay hydro
I'm too great, I don't have rivals
Niggas be telling speed dial 5-0
Cause these niggas be fake
I'm a winner these days
Motherfuck*** be sweet, with a hint of cheesecake
Syrup spilling, coughin' penicillin
Heads turning walking in the building
Ledge burnin' often I'm a villain
Was deserted, brought up by some real ones
Had to catch it reckless, was a daily
Momma calling checking on her baby
Took a trip to Texas going crazy
Eating beats for breakfast, I'm elated
I was stressing, blessings on the way
Dropped out, no testing me today
Murder tracks, I bet I beat the case
Red bone she built like LisaRaye
Stack my chips I bought my Frito Lay
I don't listen what these people say
F*** a Honda, niggas need a Wraith
Damn the whole team eating great
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[Chorus]
Ayy cook it up, whip it up faster
Diamonds cold swear that shit from Alaska ayy
I'm getting close to disaster ayy
Boy tell that shit to my pastor
I was flipping, whipping, dipped in the kitchen
These niggas tripping, put the game in submission
I'm Scottie Pippen but I ball like a Piston
The shotty rippin in a fucked up position (ah).
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