Lyrics:
and forever we ball, c'mon
Shake it baby shake it
You do it for the gangsters
I do it for the ladies, but it's all money baby
They pay me so much it's
you all my money
Girl but she just won't treat me right
You like to ball in the morning
Come home late at night
But I'm gonna tell tell my mama
she ate my balls off like Halls and Skittles
(Ah shit) Now this was the bomb
Cause her homegirl over there watchin' it all
My homegirl came over and we
Curl into a ball like you have more fun
Well that would make it faster
Why do you do it do you do it do you act like you?
Why do you do it do you
Usin' your balls to play tennis with (ha)
You'll be in some shit like flies, and fuck the witnesses
(Motherfuck) Niggas that doubt and thought we
you all my money
Girl but she just won't treat me right
You like to ball in the morning
Come home late at night
But I'm gonna tell tell my mama
At the darktown strutters ball
I'll be down to get you in a push cart, honey
Better be ready 'bout half past eight
I mean don't be late
Be there when the band
and pickin' up tags off the flo'
Bag full of clothes I remember havin' rocks in the hall
On the corner with the Glock by the balls
Servin' up a jab
running
2-1-2 or 2-1-3
You know that I ball (I ball), stop fronting (area)
Or I'll call my substitute freak (codes)
I've got hoes
I've got hoes
In
beside her
I got a suite, you can creep on through
I know you tryin' to get your freak on too
I'll do it all for that lady, yeah I ball for that lady
Hit
won't be no ball and no chain (no ball and no chain)
Strip down, strip down
Elephants and flowers
Boy is lonely on a burning hot summer night
He's
don't do this to me. Please. Make it stop."
"Oww! My elbow!"
[M1:] "Throw it to second! Pick it up already!"
[Russel:] "Take it! Just take the ball
back
Yeah, I know the night and I love it
I've got this thing for a show
If the ball's hit my way I'm going to glove it
'Cause that's the only
has degrees from Unity of South Central
I'm a graduate and it's all legit
From the pimping, the ballin' and all that good shit
I have the mega balls
and stroke my cock
At a medium pace
Play with my balls and tell me
How big they are
Honey, rub your beaver
Up and down my face
Sit on the corner
what a night
I felt a rush like a rollin' ball of thunder,
Spinnin' my head around n' takin' my body under
Oh, what a night
Why'd it take so long
baby ken dawg
From the westside four-o's got love for short and my
Homeboy j-ball from the seven four from that gang
And the homeboy tracy d from
act lame
See ain't a damn thing changed
You know I ride the neighborhood slow
Floss on you and let the wind blow
True indeed I'm havin' a ball
Pick
Earl, whassup Mayne?
It's yo' potnah Short Dawg
You know we come a long way baby
From the ground up
Oh they love the way us players ball
No doubt,
and car-jackings
[Chorus]
Me and Snoop Dogg on the hog
On our way to the mall, fuck alla why'all
We gon' ball til we fall, watch the chrome crawl
Intercept
last night was last night
As I leaned with my hand on my balls
I had to really check these bitches and tell then like this dog
I got bitches all in
a relief.
Now love don't have to be a ball and chain,
Or somebody pullin' on a puppet string.
Danglin' you around,
Like you got no mind all.
Love
the ball
Haters die slow and get your caskets tossed
Audi S7 sport pass 'em all
Speed up, gas pedal
I'm trying to get there, so when I get there
Imma
straight OG, you know that I ball ho
I got these bitches looking for me, you should call me Waldo
I tell er to bust it open, bust it like a hog ho
Throw
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