Hoop Dreams Lyrics

Wipe me down, bitch I'm too clean

I'm ballin even though I never had a hoop dream

Got fresh 1's, a white tee and some new jeans

Eight miles an hour

So you can see the couple gleam

Open up my doors

While I count this dough

'Cause you never seen no one this clean before

Ok, my niggas getting paid and it's a hell of a feeling

If looks could kill then I'm a weapon, I ain't gotta conceal it

Riding round in the summer

Baddest chick on the side

If it don't thump when I run it

It get no play in this ride

Hit the homie K and say I need a fresh fade

My money straight and my pockets full like they just ate

I'm in the streets with my dawgs

Hittin plays with my niggas

My ex keep stalking my page

Too bad she fumbled position

My Lil baby say she proud of me

I'm proud of her cause now she certified in Cosmetology

I'm out here bending corners, in yo guts is where I outta be

Working on yo body since the fall, this shit I Gotta see

Ok, them hoes acting bad

They see me switching lanes

You can't spell the Midwest without sayin a nigga name

If it's a function or some money, you know I'm finna slide

It's the summer in this bitch

You know that's when I come alive, on God

Wipe me down, bitch I'm too clean

I'm ballin even though I never had a hoop dream

Got fresh 1's, a white tee and some new jeans

Eight miles an hour

So you can see the couple gleam

Open up my doors

While I count this dough

'Cause you never seen no one this clean before

The world keep spinnin, goin round and round

But ima keep jammin til they hear my sound

Never let them hoe ass niggas ride

That's word to the kings from the underground

I don't know what you came to do

The sky ain't a the limit, man, it's just a view

It's real niggas left but it's just a few

Can't ever let nobody mess up my groove

Don't worry why them women love me

Just know that I got it

You ever seen a candy car? Man that shit is erotic

I used to dream about playin while on ESPN

And now my music is playin all on ESPN

That sun shining, hit that car wash and wipe it down

They was hating on me before, well how you like me now

The Midwest finest go check my resume

Until I'm gone ima shine on you niggas everyday

Wipe me down, bitch I'm too clean

I'm ballin even though I never had a hoop dream

Got fresh 1's, a white tee and some new jeans

Eight miles an hour

So you can see the couple gleam

Open up my doors

While I count this dough

'Cause you never seen no one this clean before