March Madness inspires many to random acts. My quick (3 mins) and lazy (complete rip from Kanye West's Gold Digger) lyric writing.
To all my friends that went to Michigan, especially those that experienced the highs of Glen Rice and the Fab Five and then suffered until this year...
(She steal me tourney!)
Now I ain't sayin she a ball hogger (When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' wit no broke baller (she steal me tourney)
Now I ain't sayin she a ball hogger (When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' wit no broke baller (she steal me tourney)
Get down Dickie, go 'head get down (I gotta win)
Get down Dickie, go 'head get down (I gotta win)
Get down Dickie, go 'head get down (I gotta win)
Get down Dickie, go 'head...
11 years! 11 years!
She got one of Bo's kids, got U for 11 years
I know somebody payin' AA fines for one of his kids
His baby momma's dome is bigger than his
(She steal me tourney!)
Now I ain't sayin she a ball hogger (When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' wit no broke baller (she steal me tourney)
Now I ain't sayin she a ball hogger (When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' wit no broke baller (she steal me tourney)
Get down Dickie, go 'head get down (I gotta win)
Get down Dickie, go 'head get down (I gotta win)
Get down Dickie, go 'head get down (I gotta win)
Get down Dickie, go 'head...
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