5 Rings Lyrics

RIP Kobe

RIP Kobe

The first shot of the game always goes to Kobe

The last shot of the game always goes to Kobe

I got a Magic Johnson

Tell them hoes to blow me

It's another day at The Office

Like Michael and Toby

Trophy in my arms

Yo, we did it dog

It's a proud moment like when Tony holds a chicken parm

I got more rizz with younger chicks but love the single moms

Blow her a kiss

She can't the resist the charm

Or the hairy chest

Yo, we just got done having sex

And she's already talking bout marriage next

Slow down girl

Imma player like Jerry West

This ain't when Harry met Sally

I'm feeling very perplexed

Like getting dome from a lesbian

I'm spitting flows of written poems like a thespian

I'm the best

Y'all rappers are too pedestrian

I'm the goat like Joe Pesci in any movie he's ever in

RIP Kobe

RIP Kobe

81 points

Imma lone shooter

Baby one joint'll make you go scuba

Have a bowl of soup and a chalupa

Get your loot up

I aint got nothing left to do but

Get more money

Like the wolf of Wall Street

Then I'm going balls deep in this broad with the raw meat

She ain't the type to get involved, see

But she would show her tits off for Mardi Gras beads

I don't pay for pussy

You bitches ain't Cardi B

Popping Cialis left and right like it's a pharmacy

Walk up in the club like pardon me

Grey hair in the beard

The bouncer ain't carding me

My flow is too hard

They say they can't market me

I'm a shark at sea

This whole game is a farce to me

I'm like Kobe in the Garden

Ain't nobody guarding me

I came a long way from 152 Garden Street