[Lyric] Federer Reserve Wimbledon 2017 Rap (The infinite source)

[Chorus]
They call me Federer
A killer with the serve
A hitter with the curve
A smoother with the swerve
They all scream my name
When they see me court side
Killer in between the line
Shots fired like a .45
They call me Federer
A killer with the serve
A hitter with the curve
A smoother with thе swerve
They all scrеam my name
When they see me court side
Killer in between the lines
Shots fired like a .45

[Verse 1]
They call me Federer
That's when I hit the court
I always win my games
'Cuz it's my favorite sport
I got 'em chasing balls
Running like they're playin' fetch
Da Vinci with the tennis racket
You just got an Ex-o-Sketch
I'm playin' in my dreams
'Cuz I'm all about my papers, ya'll
Tried to look in retrospect
But I'm always in front of ya'll
Someone tell me what to do
I look too good in this new suit
Am I on the tennis court
Or am I at a photo shoot?
Never stop when I'm turning up
Never stop when I'm rolling in
Chair Ump, you better watch your mouth
Or I'll backhand with a top spin
Standin' tall with the legends
History-I'm makin' it
Held the mirror up to you
And you just kept on breakin' it
[Chorus]
They call me Federer
A killer with the serve
A hitter with the curve
A smoother with the swerve
They all scream my name
When they see me court side
Killer in between the line
Shots fired like a .45
They call me Federer
A killer with the serve
A hitter with the curve
A smoother with the swerve
They all scream my name
When they see me court side
Killer in between the lines
Shots fired like a .45

[Verse 2]
You see me comin' in
Ace to your face, boi
If you see me comin' in
You better say your grace, boi
I'm the winner you deserve
See me hit another serve
See me put another ace
Inside the Federal Reserve
I'm comin' on the scene
Swag just like Federer
Thought that you were good
But I'm betterer
40 carats on the bezzle
Now I got ya 40 love
Wrote me on the wrist
Like a Michael with the sparkle glove
Swoosh on my headband
Gettin' too much bread, man
Get another grand slam
It's going to my head, man
Another slice shot and
It gets me right a headerer
Cross my T's and dot my I's
I'm fresh to the letterer
[Chorus]
They call me Federer
A killer with the serve
A hitter with the curve
A smoother with the swerve
They all scream my name
When they see me court side
Killer in between the line
Shots fired like a .45
They call me Federer
A killer with the serve
A hitter with the curve
A smoother with the swerve
They all scream my name
When they see me court side
Killer in between the lines
Shots fired like a .45