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    "(I Can't Play) Basketball" Lyrics

    Jimmy Fallon

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    Yo!Are you ready for some air ball throwin', free throw blowin',
    no look where I'm goin', free style flowin'?
    You are in my house baby.
    Well, It's tip of time,and I'm off the tip
    Walkin' to the bench and I sit bite my lip busting out rhymes
    Standing in line 'cause it's garbage time.
    'Cause I'm calm, I'm cool and I'm collected
    Eighteen shots that got rejected.
    I'm not Corey Feldman, I'm not Corey Haim
    I got a license to drive but I ain't got game
    (Chorus)
    Jimmy, What'd you say?
    You can't play basketball
    Jimmy, what'd you say?
    You can't play basketball

    Wear my socks high, 'cause it makes me feel cool
    Don't know how to dribble but I know how to drool
    People always say that I'm a basketball fool I got a little
    tiny hoop cold "floating" in my pool
    Played my friend's dog, on a twenty dollar bet
    I took him to the hole, I took him to the vet
    Shoot from the three every chance I get
    I call it in the air, nothin' but nothin'
    (Chorus)

    (Talking)
    Okay, here's my chance the open lane. Don't get nervous. Don't sweat.
    Everyon's watching, you can do it, man.
    I mean, just dribble up. Don't double dribble. Just dribble normal.
    Don't show everyone that you can dribble super fast between your legs,
    like you do in your driveway.
    No, this is in front of people on the court.
    I'm gonna go up in the air,
    I'm gonna dunk it as hard I can.
    'Cause usually, I'm on the other end, people dunking on me.
    I'm used to some 7 foot dude's "thingy" getting smacked in my face.
    I still got the bruise to prove it. But I ain't gonna take that
    nickname "Dick Bruiseface" lying down
    My name ain't Dick Bruiseface!!

    Well listen up y'all, you know I'm not tall
    My name was never written on the bathroom wall
    I'm gonna say "What's up?"
    I'm gonna take the fall
    'Cause I'm a moving pick, I'm gonna shoot some bricks
    So I huff and puff, I say enough z'nuff
    I'd rather watch Ahmad Rashad on the Inside Stuff
    (Chorus)
    x2
    Go airball, go airball, I say airball,
    say airball, go airball, go airball, go airball
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Gerard Bradford, Jerry Murray, Jimmy Fallon, Willie George Hale.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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