Lyrics:
an island
[Chorus x 2]
[Ludacris]
Stop, drop, kaboom! Baby, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little; make
take pictures,
We came too far witchu.
Pharrell, on the dillydo,
Follow the bouncin' ball,
Say who do ya call?
Who do ya call?
Oh, who do ya call
the way I got big spitting stories
Bme's X-Clan, vanglorious
We're not your favorite, fuck it
You know the system and you buck it
Have you revisiting
Keyboard warrior typing man
Keep it typing fam
Thotty came into my life, truth is
Imma 10 outta 10, she a zero outta 10
Imma Alpha man
Fucboi type of man
the neighbors know this'll stink
You's a blood link inc, write my name on the wall
Dog men X, def till the ball
Jump niggaz call, beggin' for their life
Ready for battle with a ball, it's more than just a game
The crowd is cheering, I'm gon make them all remember my last name
My team is not a dream,
I'ma ball
I wake up and I look up to the wall
I hustle, they call it breaking the law
I gotta feed the fam, won't let 'em starve
They wanna see me fucked
Whole lot of money on us
Whole lot of money on us
Might hit the mall
Might lose it all
Ball 'til I fall
Homies to call
Whole lot of money on us
Whole
and do my thang keepin niggas on amp
It's Mack 10 kickin shit from the Hoo-Bangin camp
[K-Mac]
Haha (nigga)
I just, wake up and ball y'all (Whattup
to get richer
See wealth's a social construct, and I'm a solid kisser
They call me the mountain man (yup)
I'm a human blunt-blowing beer can yup
Always
like I'm playing soccer
Run the field and put the ball in
Like Steph I'mma pull up from range
I live by the things that I claim
I got passion don't care
Don’t ever try to call me Uncle Tom because I wear the hat
Check the stats
You can’t even ball with me lil boy that’s facts
Where you at
Told em pull
Elaina I stay positive, yeah
My ball's dropped, call me XBS, yeah
Let's get started with this verse
Carry this shit like a purse
You think i'm overrated
to do ugly
Like a lil baby intro
I go Lil baby
With this lil baby
I stand by 10 toes in the cement
Young niggas wiling for no reason
Came from the block
walk crawl crawl pimpin'
She official she got her whistle all calls n****s
Too all my n****s choot the rock ball ball n***a
Click and listen they hands
you always strikeout when the ball come (ball come)
Have you ever Laid your head then the dogs come
Take a breathe and then a cough come aye
The hard
A 10-36 goes tick-tock-tick."
And that's what I call ratchetjaw!
Gotta git ya a base, out there at yer place
With a forty-foot pole on the chimney
With
Stand ten toes wit my dogs
Ball stop bouncing
But I still ball
Go on a Ella Mai trip and not fall
Tryna get up out the country
Fukk y'all
Head
Washington (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is (where my
Washington (where my money at?)
She balls, he calls (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is (where my
Aye aye
Say she want a fresh young nigga like me
Nigga in amiri jeans or off white tee
Riding round inna X6 no 3
Favorite number 3 like a nigga CP
Speaking
You Aint Neva Swim in No Deep End
Feds Come Sweeping
Paranoid Aint No sleeping
Money Call but I pick Up Fast
Aint about who ball Its About who
They call me billy big balls
Ain't shit she can tell me dog
I'm raw for seven, twenty-four, damn
I know I'm worth a couple hundred grand
And I ain't
Head de burn
Eh na yes na true na
Life na turn by turn
You gats workhard
If not e no go
Reach your turn
Yes na oh boy
You no like ball?
Yes na oboy
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