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D.O.C. (2 Ball) · Ball · Ronnie Ball · Marcia Ball · Kenny Ball · David Ball · Bridget Ball · Michael Ball · Ball in the House · Jeff Ball – and 21 other artists »
Albums:
Get the Ball · After the Ball · Have a Ball · Behind the 8-Ball · We Will Ball · Behind the 8-Ball · She's on the Ball · Behind the Eight Ball · After the Ball · Ball – and 182 other albums »
relaxing all cool And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble in my
Blue hat, blue socks, blue shoes, too cool Blue car, blue house, blue pit, blue pool Blue grass, blue Coupe, blue b-ball hoop What kind of phone you
to play b-ball down at the park (park) Running up the sideline until it got dark (dark) Outside step over with my right foot Push off with the outside
the honeys, they know who they are I was the B-ball playing fly rhyme saying Fly girl getting but never was I sweating Cause when it came to honeys I
the pop loc, you bought me soda pop My nigga cartoon, Lil Noock & Pete Both from the north We meet in 7th grade on the B-Ball court Just like the homie
b-ball we got shit locked, swagga ill, wassup doc Make that pussy pop like the gun I went to jail for Shoot the doors off that jeep, that bitch look like
came In the summertime banging at the b-ball came In the wintertime kickin rhymes up at my block With an L in one hand and a cup of hot chocolate
I'm a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes I remember b-balling with my niggas for fun If I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun Telly, dog you
a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes I remember b-balling with my niggas for fun If I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun Telly, dog you know I
and fall on y'all Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball These days ain't s*** Young Money is I got mars bars three musketeers Come through coupe same
Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball These days ain't shit Young Money is Got mars bars three musketeers Come through coupe same color as veneers
Male, not female, hail from uniondale Bounce the b-ball cuz beats are bein yelled In the hallway is always draggin with a ho! This is my 2 times 9
matter cause I stay on my fresh prince Maxin', relaxin, shootin' some pool and Playing some b-ball outside of the school and Girls with they top off
No class for a pupil without a pass but gun Back in to pass but now in ninety-one B-BALL wavin pom-poms to cheers Screaming for the team, who asks
gotta feel dog I stay real y'all, that's how I kill y'all [Chorus] I used to rap, now B-ball's my life Move that house on the lake for the kids
the boss Hittin' my blunts dipped in secret sauce B-ball treats, dance on treats like neats rapper that's fleet Step on competition with my hollow tip