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Tracy McGrady Video (MV)




Performed By: Pg
Length: 2:52
Written by: Nyzear Banks




Pg - Tracy McGrady Lyrics




Tracy McGrady
How could you phase me
Boy is so dope
Spit crack on the daily
Hotbox the stu
Booth is so hazy
Smoking this gank
My eye looking lazy
Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest

I'm Kobe Bryant
Heart like a lion
I keep it real
Y'all n*ggas lying
I live forever
I'm never dying
Rappers so ass
Why they be trying
I'm on a roll
Ain't talking Hawaiian
Bullsh*t you selling
I am not buying
I crashed the wheel
Shoutout to Ryan

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

You Kevin Durant
You not the man
You left your team
I don't understand
I'm not a fan
You bout to get jammed
Prolly gonna tell
If you on the stand
F*cking your hoe
And she getting so damp
F*cking your hoe
And she getting so damp
Said ya you blood
But you need a tamp

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

I'm LeBron James
They know my name
They know who boss
They know who king
They see my sauce
They see my drip
They see my walk
They see my rings
They see my shot
The see my drive
Look at the numbers
The score is so high
Shoutout to gang
That's Real Gamma Phi

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

And I'm James Harden
I go the hardest
Bout to go dumb
Flow so retarded
Plug on the line
Cause the money keep calling
Imma keep rising
While you keep falling
Bitch is so thick
Like she from New Orleans
Giving good brain
But she ain't the smartest
Prolly hit your
Favorite ol'head daughter

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

I'm Stephen Curry
I shoot from 30
We gon be ared
No need to worry
I take my time
No need to hurry
Keep calling my phone
This hoe is erkin
Keis is so drunk
This n*gga is swerving
Keis is so drunk
This n*gga is swerving
Shoutout to Den
He off a 30

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

Tracy McGrady
How could you phase me
Boy is so dope
Spit crack on the daily
Hotbox the stu
Booth is so hazy
Smoking this gank
My eye looking lazy
Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest

Where I'm from
All these n*ggas being raised
By they momma
Can't read a book
But they all toatin' Llamas
On the block all day and night
Selling ganja, Living by the corner
Trynna add up they commas
Cause it's Friday they might
Shoot up ya Honda
Shoot up the block
And rob your grandmomma
Better not snitch, better not say sh*t
I'm telling you but
You can be a lil b*tch
If you wanna
Bullets gonna make you do
The Macarena
Steam coming out your body
Like a hot potato
Better be good with the numbers
Like a calculator, Cause your
Ass might need to call that operator
Yeah, p*ssy ass n*gga call 911
Only thing you heard was
A 40-pound drum
Took 5 to the head
And 3 shots to ya tum
Them sh*ts hit ya body
Like badum-badum-dum
Even took a couple slugs
For your day one
Cops pick you up
You better not say nun
Swear my hood'll make
The smartest n*gga go dumb
Feeling like McGrady cause
I am the one, aye aye
Yeah I am one
Plug on the line
Cause the money keep calling
Plug on the line
Cause the money keep calling

Tracy McGrady
How could you phase me
Boy is so dope
Spit crack on the daily
Hotbox the stu
Booth is so hazy
Smoking this gank
My eye looking lazy
Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest

Wooh, Wooh
PG the greatest
Wooh, wooh, wooh

Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest
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Tracy McGrady
How could you phase me
Boy is so dope
Spit crack on the daily
Hotbox the stu
Booth is so hazy
Smoking this gank
My eye looking lazy
Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest

I'm Kobe Bryant
Heart like a lion
I keep it real
Y'all n*ggas lying
I live forever
I'm never dying
Rappers so ass
Why they be trying
I'm on a roll
Ain't talking Hawaiian
Bullsh*t you selling
I am not buying
I crashed the wheel
Shoutout to Ryan

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

You Kevin Durant
You not the man
You left your team
I don't understand
I'm not a fan
You bout to get jammed
Prolly gonna tell
If you on the stand
F*cking your hoe
And she getting so damp
F*cking your hoe
And she getting so damp
Said ya you blood
But you need a tamp

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

I'm LeBron James
They know my name
They know who boss
They know who king
They see my sauce
They see my drip
They see my walk
They see my rings
They see my shot
The see my drive
Look at the numbers
The score is so high
Shoutout to gang
That's Real Gamma Phi

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

And I'm James Harden
I go the hardest
Bout to go dumb
Flow so retarded
Plug on the line
Cause the money keep calling
Imma keep rising
While you keep falling
Bitch is so thick
Like she from New Orleans
Giving good brain
But she ain't the smartest
Prolly hit your
Favorite ol'head daughter

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

I'm Stephen Curry
I shoot from 30
We gon be ared
No need to worry
I take my time
No need to hurry
Keep calling my phone
This hoe is erkin
Keis is so drunk
This n*gga is swerving
Keis is so drunk
This n*gga is swerving
Shoutout to Den
He off a 30

Unh
Unh
Unh wooh

Tracy McGrady
How could you phase me
Boy is so dope
Spit crack on the daily
Hotbox the stu
Booth is so hazy
Smoking this gank
My eye looking lazy
Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest

Where I'm from
All these n*ggas being raised
By they momma
Can't read a book
But they all toatin' Llamas
On the block all day and night
Selling ganja, Living by the corner
Trynna add up they commas
Cause it's Friday they might
Shoot up ya Honda
Shoot up the block
And rob your grandmomma
Better not snitch, better not say sh*t
I'm telling you but
You can be a lil b*tch
If you wanna
Bullets gonna make you do
The Macarena
Steam coming out your body
Like a hot potato
Better be good with the numbers
Like a calculator, Cause your
Ass might need to call that operator
Yeah, p*ssy ass n*gga call 911
Only thing you heard was
A 40-pound drum
Took 5 to the head
And 3 shots to ya tum
Them sh*ts hit ya body
Like badum-badum-dum
Even took a couple slugs
For your day one
Cops pick you up
You better not say nun
Swear my hood'll make
The smartest n*gga go dumb
Feeling like McGrady cause
I am the one, aye aye
Yeah I am one
Plug on the line
Cause the money keep calling
Plug on the line
Cause the money keep calling

Tracy McGrady
How could you phase me
Boy is so dope
Spit crack on the daily
Hotbox the stu
Booth is so hazy
Smoking this gank
My eye looking lazy
Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest

Wooh, Wooh
PG the greatest
Wooh, wooh, wooh

Do this for Cooley and Eash
Cause they made me
GRANDE half man
Half amazing
Say that you real
You told a statement
You is the worst
PG the greatest
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Nyzear Banks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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