Magic Johnson lyrics

L.A. Lakers, fast break makers

Kings of the court, shake and bake all takers

Back to back is a bad-ass fact, a claim that remains in tact

M-A-G-I-C see you on the court

Buck has come to play his way and his way is to thwart

M-A-G-I-C magic of the buck

Other teams pray for dreams

But he doesn't give a [fuck]

Penetrating the lane like a bullet train

Comes the magic blood a telepathic brain

Knucklehead suckers better duck

When the buck comes through like a truck

Scott stops, pops and drops it in

On his way back, gets a little skin

From the hand of a man named A.C. Green

Slam so hard, break your TV screen

Worthy's hot with his tomahawk

Take it to the hole, make your mama talk

I hate to burst your bubble, but triple double trouble

Is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble

L.A. Lakers, fast break makers

Kings of the court, shake and bake all takers

Back to back is a bad-ass fact, a claim that remains in tact

Lakers are the team that I watch on the telly

Because they've got more moves

Than a bowl full of jelly

The buck stops here, pops, then cheers

A roar through the Forum

That deafens my ears

The one and only know of his kind

Sits in a throne

Not for the records that he holds

But for being bald and bold

Kareem Abdul Jabbar

All-time great super, super star

I hate to burst your bubble, but triple double trouble

Is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble

L.A. Lakers, fast break makers

Kings of the court, shake and bake all takers

Back to back is a bad-ass fact, a claim that remains in tact