Lyrics:
Still Dey burn for the bando
Man I still dey ball for ashakpo
Omo puff and pass
Pass to the back
Shey you get backy
Roll am asap
Plenty shayo
feet kicked back not giving a fuck
I'ma King
If you came to ball
Why every time I look I see you stuck to the wall
I'ma God
Among men
You just a peasant
the question
Balls you hear our calls
But saving the world is not your fucking cause
We cannot be sad
Cause everything they built will falling apart
Make you so
a crazy Gym
Zekie nuh lines man but him wi wave di ting
Dem gal ya crazy tho!
She Go way below she suck di balls
Har tongue all graze di toe !
ah' main opp, said let's link yeah we can play ball
He know what that mean
Fah fah, knock some dreads off
Yeah you know I fled off
I just took his head
Why would I shoot?
I cannot miss
Getting the bag
Three's off the wrist
Ball when I want
You cannot piss
Why he mad
I fucked ya bitch
I fucked ya
they use to ignore me
When I was tryna make up
So we could ball out and live lavish
Come between me and this spread though
I'll peel ya shit back like
ourselves a ball
Until all answers come shortfall, yeah
I had a message, left it out
Times are good and what a fuzzy feeling
I have a mess, I know, finding
I am now recording
Say something really retarded so
I can put it in the song, again
What was 9 11 again?
9 11 was bad
My cock and balls orbit
dey feel the bad man flow)
Say she wan ball with the boys o
She wan spend the bad man dough
(she wan spend the bad man dough)
Baby don't play with me
to hit the mall and ball
My hoes love to buy clothes my hoes love
My hoes wishing
Be riding round in your side of town
Me and my hoes me and my hoes
Me
trust me I got this shit
Me and my brothers gone ball like Stojakovic
Took a few losses now we bringing profits in
So many blessings it feel like
they say the love me but I no remember
Brenda say she get my babe coming in December
But ama
Rude boy fugazi
Man on versace
Crus my Ferrari rari
Ball
on my sleeve now it's only in my songs
Ball ball I know we gone ball baby
I just got paid let's go hit the mall baby
You so fine you got me in awe baby
think I love This shit
When I fuck she get on demon Time I think I love this bitch
I'm in the field I'm threw my dog The ball and told him run with it
In
handin' out love in abundance
I'm geeked the fuck up
'Cause four years ago
I called off and never looked back
Now your mom is on my balls
People used to be
floats
Bet I got my short sight fixed with no lazers
Figgas get shook like tasers
Thinking of it all not me bubba
This is the way we BALL
Mac or PC
Motion it'self is a function of relationship
For example if there is only one object
One small ball in the middle of endless space
Nobody knows
dawg
You would think I played with the pros
'cause all I do is ball
Ball, ball like my name
Was Welch or somethin' (Welch World)
Swimmin' in the money
the jungle jungle
Ali with sauce, boy I’m too humble
Sting like Butterfly, you don’t want the bumble
When I’m on the ball, Pele cant fumble
Stay on the pitch
Late night crush and dem late night call
Anything you say is a plus
Give you nonstop
Late night course gyal only you me ball
So Let me know, would you
and my arms'll take care of it
Jump out the sill, I ain't scared to live
Mask in my lap, and my gats they gon share a hip
Fuck it, go balls to the walls
business
Do no cuts we take it all
All one hundreds no percentage
I want to see my niggas ball that's on gang
Patek on my wrist cartier stamped on my frames
and said she like her niggas tall
Nigga said it's smoke lmk my niggas quick to ball
Dis nigga get to drivin' fast like his name was Paul spend ah few at da
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