Barry Sanders Lyrics - The Eleven One Eleven Theory - Wale

I don't gotta be here. Look 

I need your admiration for infinity 

Not that this ain't lucrative, but I just need your energy 

I got the passion to please, I will not gasp or fatigue 

And the way I'm ballin, gimme a Grammy or Danny OB 

Standing OV 

let these bitches follow me 

And I just give them D, give them D like they is out the league 

Hasheem Thabeet and various other peoples 

The pressures of greatness always comes with critiquing 

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers 

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense 

Double-M G up, we up, y'all just relax 

See uh, all my females show bust, Curtis Enis 

Nittany Lion 

my Penn State it, niggas recite it 

I'm Michael Jordan major, you niggas Harold Miner 

Pussy be all on me, we too young for romancin' 

My niggas never block, I think I'm Barry Sanders 

Vic Page never made it 

Len Bias never made it 

See God gave us the talent, 

but the devil make us famous 

My effort is contagious, so check this BOA shit 

With this recording I'm as sick as Jordan before Game 6 

Jazz talkin and I bet I pick and roll with your bitch 

You got some paper for me? Hit me on the Hornacek 

Walter Payton Mercedez, sweetness in every ride 

Hold on my pupils slowing, 

I don't got no lazy eye 

Kicking flows 

Pockets about as thick as strippers on poles 

Zone blocking with these bitches, I'm just picking a hole 

Pardon that jargon but since I'm balling they getting salty 

They all catching feelings, I should Biletnikoff 'em 

Them niggas talking, they like man he official 

Man, you Olowokandi I'm just being Pacific 

I'm just bein' prolific, right now don't need no Mrs 

I got a rack of Trojans, no ring, my Lane Kiffin 

I'm tryin' pimp em I'm trying to be that cool 

All them bitches Converse with me off that React Juice 

Now Jordan III my shoe, Double M G my crew 

When you do it big as Manute you make it seem minute 

Ricky Moore Flightposite, Mike Bibby blue Foams 

Interscope feeling like Charlotte 

When they traded Kobe you know? 

But I let it go, 

Rozay finna re-up 

He got himself a Kobe and they stuck with Vlade Divac 

And we no la de de da 

I don't care for any people 

Shallow bitches go Hail Mary when I throw that D-Route 

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out 

And I'm as high as Deion feet is headed to the house 

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