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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