Hoops Lyrics – Saweetie

Hoops Text

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[Intro: Saweetie]
Uh-huh, that's right

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Like who there?
Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah
Out here making big baller moves, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah (Woo)
Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah
Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah (Woo)
Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops

[Verse 1: Kash Doll]
Ayy, put me in the game coach
Hang my jersey in the rafters say my name coach (Kash Doll)
Take my pictures get me from the right angles
You in the game but not like me, we ain't the samе, no (Girl, bye)
Man, I'm the one that makе the ballers buy the floor seats (That's right)
Your boyfriend cheerleading from the nosebleed, sheesh
Boy, please, my whole team, make it rain for free
It ain't the money or the fame, it's the ring for me (It's the ring for me)
Look thirty-point game, fifty-point chain (Bling)
I come from Detroit, we playin' Cartiers
(Detroit) If my team do you dirty, I'm the one to blame
Y'all keep throwin' shade, we gon' throw a rage

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Like who there?
Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah
Out here making big baller moves, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops (That's right), them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah (Woo)
Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah
Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah (Woo)
Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops

[Verse 2: Saweetie]
Never take a day off
Wake up every day, and give them something they can hate on
Swear you ain't a fan in the stands, like the playoffs
Heavy sweat checks in the gym get that weight off
Baby, watch it pay off
It's easy, I mix the raptors, with Nina Ricci
I'm single, know what they after, so they can reach me
Your girlfriend says she badder, you know she reachin'
I'm seasoned, Saweetie got that juice, ain't no secret
I know some brown-skinned baddies Coca-Cola
And some pretty snow bunnies like Lola
Save some for the chickas and cholas
The pretty girl mosh pit goin' loca

[Verse 3: Salt-N-Pepa]
Can't nobody run me
Bunny hoppin' to this bag, like Lola Bunny
I shoot my shot can't nobody take it from me
Fans all around the world, you know they love me
I want to shoop-shoop-shoop in the paint
Make these players wanna act right
Slam dunking on these fools, live yo' best life
Salt-N-Pepa on your hit list
Can I get a witness?
We lit, that's my sis
And it ain't none of your business
On the court, I'm heartless
Takin' charge, I'm lawless
They takin' no losses
Where my lady bosses? (Right here)
Wanna try me? You should check the score
Since '86, we been putting numbers on the boards

[Chorus: Saweetie]
Like who there?
Ballin' in the big diamond hoops, yeah
Out here making big baller moves, yeah
Got them boys jumping through hoops (That's right), them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah (Woo)
Rolls-Royce hanging from my ears, yeah
Everybody's shinin' up in here, yeah (Woo)
Got them boys jumping through hoops, them hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoops, yeah