Worthy and Erving Lyrics

You got them birds, I want a few. First I'ma drop a deuce
Homeboy want 12, I want 30 boy that's 42
Call that pack that James Worthy, Zone 6 Julius Erving
Set my dunk on Julius Erving, Flying through the 6 like George Gervin

You got them birds, I want a few. First I'ma drop a deuce
Homeboy want 12, I want 30 boy that's 42
Call that pack that James Worthy, Zone 6 Julius Erving
Set my dunk on Julius Erving, Flying through the 6 like George Gervin

You see the feet on the fleet, like cleats on a athlete
Tell em paper tag me
Damn that thing look nasty, damn this thing a classic
Everybody starin'
Pull up in a Chevy, put yo Cutlass in a casket
Simple dunk can't catch me
On Davin's twistin' backwards
Candy painted 6's like the rims just did a back flip
My rims just did a back flip
The lips on my rims so big they fucked 'round and did a front flip
The way I got my dunk built -
Way I got the motor built, punch it then the front lift
Wammin' at the light, pimp
Slammin at the light symbol
Pull up in a white dunk, white guts, white rims

You got them birds, I want a few. First I'ma drop a deuce
Homeboy want 12, I want 30 boy that's 42
Call that pack that James Worthy, Zone 6 Julius Erving
Set my dunk on Julius Erving, Flying through the 6 like George Gervin