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Prac Tnns
by Lil Tnns
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No we talkin about PracTNNS
It’s when you combine practice and tennis
The two together make you tougher than a cactus
On a hot summer day, smacking forehands all day everyday
That’s PracTNNS for you, so go out and play
Don’t complain to you coaches cause they don’t know how to play
Cause, as that saying goes, those who can’t play teach
So, get warmed up, touch your toes, PracTNNS is better than the beach
That statement ain't a reach, it's a cold hard fact
PracTNNS every day, yo game won't be wack
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
7 days a week, train to be the best,
We ain’t closed on Sundays, Mr. Kanye West
Or should I call you reverend
Cuz you’re running with this religion shit
Or could I ask you to pass the joint
So I could take a phat hit
Hit that bong like Forrest plays ping pong
But he’d play tennis even worse than he sings songs
Cause it takes brains to play this game
And when it comes to sex, Bitch I, always abstain
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
No we talkin about PracTNNS
It’s when you combine practice and tennis
The two together make you tougher than a cactus
On a hot summer day, smacking forehands all day everyday
That’s PracTNNS for you, so go out and play
Don’t complain to you coaches cause they don’t know how to play
Cause, as that saying goes, those who can’t play teach
So, get warmed up, touch your toes, PracTNNS is better than the beach
That statement ain't a reach, it's a cold hard fact
PracTNNS every day, yo game won't be wack
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
7 days a week, train to be the best,
We ain’t closed on Sundays, Mr. Kanye West
Or should I call you reverend
Cuz you’re running with this religion shit
Or could I ask you to pass the joint
So I could take a phat hit
Hit that bong like Forrest plays ping pong
But he’d play tennis even worse than he sings songs
Cause it takes brains to play this game
And when it comes to sex, Bitch I, always abstain
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
Broken strings, calloused hands
But Imma keep on going, even though feels like I’m in quicksand
Cause progress ain’t consistent
It plateaus and it peaks
But if you play till you weak, your game will be on fleak
