Just Do It

Ha, son I'll rock you til you dizzy

On the basketball court I'll make your hair frizzy

I never get too insane

But I do just got game


I just do it

What you ask, I make a basketball game a skit

I just do it

I make you so warm it feels as if you are in a huge mit


I reject your shots time after time

I run so fast on the court when I'm done I leave behind grime

You're a worthy opponet but now you got to run

Cause you not fixing to have too much fun

It's a new kid in town

Walkin on the court with a determined frown


He just do it

He makes everbody's ankles do some type of twist

He just do it

He tells everybody good game and invites them to Nasty Grit


At nasty Grit it's time to train

He teaches everything, even how to outspeed a great dane.

You know why, he just do it!

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