Kareem Abdul-Jabbar Lyrics – Lil Dicky
Kareem Abdul, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
These hooks got me scorin’, see me comin’ from afar
Kareem Abdul, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
This is my lane, let me show you how to ball
I don’t got to fake no ***
I just got a text from Quavo, I was elated; ecstatic (Quavo)
I’ve never done ***, that’s not related, everything I do debated
Hated, disputed, viewed in America
I walk up anywhere, I cause hysteria
I was in Paris, they thought I was Spanish
I still ate the *** like cervical cancer
I remember when I couldn’t jack off to threesomes ’cause it felt too unrealistic
No longer the case, I’m in the Oculus doin’ it
Not in real life, but, God’s like, “Neat”
Get to heaven [?] I’ll wait and see
In and out with the bad like I’m makin’ that [?]
These girls kiss and tell when they kissin’ on me
What is his *** like? What is his breath like?
What are his soaps like? What is his stroke like?
What is his acne on the back? Is it real?
Is it really that cystic?
Had [?] ask me for tickets
Kareem Abdul, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
These hooks got me scorin’, see me comin’ from afar
Kareem Abdul, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
This is my lane, let me show you how to ball
I’m Kareem Abdul, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
These hooks got me scorin’, see me comin’ from afar
Kareem Abdul, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
This is my lane, let me show you how to ball