Court and Cook Chronicles

Yeah, cold off the

bench

Stiff arms, freezing hands (brrr)

Lacing up my sneakers,

stepping on the wood

Everybody watching, they know I'm up to good

First shot was cold,

had to find my range But one quick crossover and the dynamics

change Now I'm in the zone,

cooking on the floor

Every defender guessing, begging for no more

But then I warmed up,

stepped onto the court

Switching up the game,

dominating the sport Thirty in a row,

nothing but the net (swish) Thirty in a row,

best you ever seen yet

(swish,

yeah)

Cooking up a storm,

they can't handle the heat Ankle-breaking rhythm,

keeping time with the beat I just laid them out,

dropped them to the floor

One, two, three,

they don't want no more (hahaha) No problem at all,

cleared the whole crowd Leaving everybody staring,

talking real loud

All the girls watching,

queuing up in line But I only want one,

my crush looking fine Walked right past the crowd,

took her by the hand Leaving all the other options waiting in

the sand

Now the guys

getting jealous, boiling with rage

Seeing how I play and how she is on my page

But I laid 'em flat,

dropped them all again

Still standing tall, I'm the one who wins (unbreakable)

Yeah they never learn,

looking so weak While I ride away with the girl of my

dreams

Thirty in a row,

nothing but net

Yeah,

remember that name (swish)