INDiANA BOBBY KNiGHT HOOSiERS by RiFF RAFF Lyrics
[Intro]
Indiana Bobby Knight Hoosiers
Featuring Killah Priest
[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Uh, Peja Stojaković in the drop six
Pop-popping Prada tags, damn near broke my wrist
PowerPoint presentation at the Ritz
My left wrist more ice than a hat trick
Ken Caminetti in the black Chevy
Hold your arm steady, Eminem's spaghetti
Uh, it's Ronda Rousey when I'm roundhousing
I'll drop my top for the paparazzi
Who called Jesús from my Bluetooth?
Rims on the Ferrari hula hoop
Parmesan, safer than a doctor's arms
I'm playin' hackey sack outside of Hakkasan
I'm outside the wind and the blue Benz
Burly boys pulled up, blueberry tint
Hop out the G-Wagen, Robin jeans saggin'
Your wedding ring three karats, a cheap salad
[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]
I don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
[Verse 2: Killah Priest]
Piss on you rappers, that's a livestream
Gun to your chest for your queen part, I'm king
Sittin' on the throne puffin' 'Setta Stone
With the Wu-Tang sword that can sever bones
Yeah, Rosetta scrolls that the devil wrote
Fire in my eyes with the metal skull
Bob Marley high, it's called my rebel soul
I'm in a foreign bumpin' Lauryn
Mad greatness, this is my calling, send them warnings
A god is forming, the sky is storming, 'til I'm enormous
Rhymes like I came out of flying saucers
Live perfomance, beautiful writing, lines are gorgeous
My nine hit your corpus
Put your nine up into orbit, your body in the forest
I'm behind you sheep like the tortoise
Make you permanent sleep while my feet up like it's just another day at the office
[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]
I don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers, I...
[Interlude: RiFF RAFF]
Pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop
Point presentation
Peja, uh, pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin'
Pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop
Point presentation
Peja, uh, pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin'
[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]
Don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
Don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
Indiana Bobby Knight Hoosiers
Featuring Killah Priest
[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Uh, Peja Stojaković in the drop six
Pop-popping Prada tags, damn near broke my wrist
PowerPoint presentation at the Ritz
My left wrist more ice than a hat trick
Ken Caminetti in the black Chevy
Hold your arm steady, Eminem's spaghetti
Uh, it's Ronda Rousey when I'm roundhousing
I'll drop my top for the paparazzi
Who called Jesús from my Bluetooth?
Rims on the Ferrari hula hoop
Parmesan, safer than a doctor's arms
I'm playin' hackey sack outside of Hakkasan
I'm outside the wind and the blue Benz
Burly boys pulled up, blueberry tint
Hop out the G-Wagen, Robin jeans saggin'
Your wedding ring three karats, a cheap salad
[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]
I don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
[Verse 2: Killah Priest]
Piss on you rappers, that's a livestream
Gun to your chest for your queen part, I'm king
Sittin' on the throne puffin' 'Setta Stone
With the Wu-Tang sword that can sever bones
Yeah, Rosetta scrolls that the devil wrote
Fire in my eyes with the metal skull
Bob Marley high, it's called my rebel soul
I'm in a foreign bumpin' Lauryn
Mad greatness, this is my calling, send them warnings
A god is forming, the sky is storming, 'til I'm enormous
Rhymes like I came out of flying saucers
Live perfomance, beautiful writing, lines are gorgeous
My nine hit your corpus
Put your nine up into orbit, your body in the forest
I'm behind you sheep like the tortoise
Make you permanent sleep while my feet up like it's just another day at the office
[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]
I don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers, I...
[Interlude: RiFF RAFF]
Pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop
Point presentation
Peja, uh, pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin'
Pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop
Point presentation
Peja, uh, pop, poppin', pop, poppin', pop, poppin'
[Chorus: RiFF RAFF]
Don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers
Don't know what to do with these losers
Don't know what to, don't know what to do with these losers
I don't know what to do with these losers
Indiana, Bobby Knight, Hoosiers