Rex Evans - Poster

I never thought that you'd end up being the one
To be chasing diamonds and wanting Saint Laurent
Not chasing penny's you know that ain't no fun
Could never lock you up you know you were on the run
Every time i got you, yeah you'd get me back
They was posted out front you were in the back
Fuck a hot girl summer you wanted the money Yea
You ain't talk numbers you ain't got nothing to say

Put a nigga on a poster, how you ball like Shaq though
We know where you at you in the back tho
Have them coming in through the Back door
Yeah yeah
Tell these niggas hold up
You been in the game check the stats though
Light them up then we pass those
You know what's up you ain't gotta ask those yeah yeah yeah yeah

I taught you how to move
Give them hell in Chanel that's a big mood
You can't leave it when you see it check the views
Tip the scales take no L's you can't lose
Every time you pull up it's in something foreign
Off the dribble you gone pull and i know you scoring
You used to pray for love now you don't want that
Balling on a nigga like you big Shaq

Put a nigga on a poster, how you ball like Shaq though
We know where you at you in the back tho
Have them coming in through the Back door
Yeah yeah
Tell these niggas hold up
You been in the game check the stats though
Light them up then we pass those
You know what's up you ain't gotta ask those yeah yeah yeah yeah

Put a nigga on a poster, how you ball like Shaq though
We know where you at you in the back tho
Have them coming in through the Back door
Yeah yeah

Written by:
REX ANTHONY EVANS

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