(Let's Go) It's the N.B.A! (YEA) They cheerin for me (Huh it's me) And now (captain of the team) (I love you too) (Alright let's go) Startin at (I love you too!)All 5 positions (ha-ha) Straight from Harlem N.Y.C (Lights out for me) it's Jae Millz Ownin on the beat...it's the N.B.A!
Save the talk for the post-game It's the N () B (b) A (a) It's the N () B (b) A (a)
Homie I'm too fast for an instant replay You gotta freeze that, speed back The defender ain't even see that Guardin me is like the ref. tryin to D' Shaq Or seein a citizen tryin to guard T-Mac Now I'm past three playas No matter who you ask (ask) Roll it better than Gerve Not even Yao can block it There's no way to stop it
Dribble up stop and pop it Get the roc and switch speed fast like Steve Nash And get my Jason Kidd on and dish off a sweet pass And just when you think the lane to the basket is empty I finish it off with an oop like Finely OH!
Can nobody stop me? (Nobody) It's not just recreation or a hobby But my no-look is swifter than Vlade's And my young energetic defense is like Omarie's So don't drive down my lane Who you gon get to get me When I'm movin' through the D swiftly Rainin on 'em like Nowitzki Droppin trips like Stojakovic My shot fierce like Paul Pierce I barely acknowledge picks Put your whole camp on me I'll leap over your team like Vincanity Or Shawn Marion cause I be jumpin My heart is huge like Iverson's And if you ever guard me, like Marbury I'm invitin 'em and slicin 'em
I doubt you find anyone as smooth as this Whether it's Johnson or Julius The court is where my heart beat Like Lenny B. and Barkley If I want I can glide like Clyde Or drain three's in your eyes I could, lace up my sneaks Or I, could give your team flashbacks Of Pistol Pete point blank Gettin the win for my team is the job I'm the King like Bernard All in above the rim like Daryl Dawkins Or flat our single handedly Disgracing your team like Jordan Either way I'm puttin it down Drop three digits on your team