Ball Game (Diss Track)
Amba Jamba
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Coming through hot Checking these bitches right on spot Referee start the time on the clock Tell em I'm coming through, coming through hot Takin my sweats off Drying my palms And I’m putting my hair up Doing the run through, cause practice makes perfect Been practicin’ whooping yo ass with my verses Jump ball, get it, get it I’ll let you start, then I’m gonna steal it Then you’re gonna listen, and I’m gonna finish That’s that on that, fast break like Durant Stay on yo diet, yo body like Shaq Yo nose off center, ya sniffin that crack Somebody call PETA, this bitch gonna need em Skin her then eat her, f*ck being vegan Oh so you cute, well bitch I am finer I look like designer, no Panda just fire Insightful reminder, that you cannot do what I do Yet still you try, it’s really a shame Can you just not stay the f*ck in yo lane Chile you is lame, but say you got game Don’t even own anything in your name You smell like yo coochie You say that it’s tight but really it’s wide Say that it’s dripping but that was lie Touch up on that thang end up with pink eye You the lite version Get sick when you see me You need some aversion therapy I am not playing Gone call yo doctor and tell em I’m paying You and yo squad stay talking yo shit But favor them gremlins from under the bridge Dressing in rags, wrinkles like hags Calling ya Annie Hard knock life for that ass Bitch you ain’t ballin like me Dunk on ya ass like my name is Kareem Gotta stay focused, A-team on the scene Too different, 2 Chainz Call me Tauheed I am the shit, know you can smell me Pop out in red show you I’m deadly Pop out in green lookin’ like money And balling like Curry Check ya play book, it’s past half time No room for a hook, wasting no time Yeah imma rookie, I am a champion Put you to sleep, A is for Ambien Moving yo lips, like you breaking the news Talk about me you just upping my views But stay with that smack all the way from the back Imma pop y’all ass open, a Miller 6 pack You really a dummy Ain’t passing yo classes, yo grades lookin’ bummy Loan for you rock, yo balance just dropped But me I’m getting these scholarships, got it on lock All of this beefing den got you so mad Pop like a volcano, ya going out sad I’m Harry Potter, and you are my Draco Expelliarmus, now do as I say so Need yo inhaler, okay so you tired It’s time to retire, yes you are expired Didn’t even perspire Yo season is up Cut ya then watch as ya blood fill my cup
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