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Shawty she basic
In love with the money
Only thing that I’m chasing
Stay in ya lane bitch
Me and the gang
You know we gon' lane switch
We ball like

night
Like an AC/DC record
I’m the bill collector
When it come to gettin this paper
I got raps like zig zags
And I still smoke swishers
Roll em so fat,

Just when you thought
It was safe
Uh they don’t wanna look
Us in our face nah
They just wanna live
On the mile high
AC/DC need ac
Quickly, two

Yea. Yea. Yea. I wanna ball
Go to the mall she get what she want but she want it all
Got all these bitches they show me they titties
Like it’s Marci

i charger before she leak 
She think she smart as she can be but you know i got to learn her 
Now I'm getting digits don't hit it I'm bout that purse

If I can see it from the front then you know she got that
She keep it toned up so you know it ain't fat
When she turn around I'm tryna give that

price I ball I get the titties
Whatever she want I spend it
Benjamins dropping plenty making it rain this drip extensive
Receipts the bag the tickets

Hey
Ima go hard, Ima ball, Ima flex
Young nigga, I got that check on me
Ima go hard, Ima ball, Ima flex
Swear to GOD, they cannot flex on me
You

at you like Al Qaeda
I ain't from New York
But I got it like Bodega
She been staying with me
She playing you like a Sega
I ball like a Dodger, matter

they only got glocks but we got glocks too Don't let me end your ball career You Could get Shot too
If your sis all up in the beef
Then she could get

he got some snot
They riding my wave just like a yacht
Just like a story these niggas gon' plot
Yeah, she said I was gon' be nothing
Ball up on these

(SHOWCHOIR)
Take the bull by the horns
Grab life by the balls

(DEBRA, SHOWCHOIR)
You gotta hustle hard (She was old)
You gotta muscle through (She was

She got a gun in her purse right now
Got a scale in her purse right now
Got some pills in her purse right now
She got a bag in her purse right now

You'd Be Surprised

Dean Martin

Return to Me

1998

surprised
She doesn't look like much of a lover but don't you judge a book by its cover
She's got the peace of an angel but there's a devil in her eyes

your bitch with this ice on my wrist, 'cause she see my dick hard like the pavement
I got that guap now these bitches gon' flock B, I got your main

Ball like us

Intro:

I got that money you can’t fold up and put in ya pocket ya dig

That’s the cash I’m talking bout u know what I mean

Y’all cats

stilettos

Outro:
She’s on the ball
She’s on the ball

Got’s it all
Got’s it all

On the ball
You’re on the ball

We get it all
We get it all

On the ball

groupie bang bang
Groupie bang bang

She got buns like a battleship
Balls every dude on the Sunset Strip
Shakes 'em down, boy, every night
Rolls in bed till

'Cut that shit off' but chill
She thoughts I'm ill
But I'm the illest
Follow the lead of politicians if you don't like realness
Covid-19
Gimmie my time

on demon time
Up in my head she ain't leaving mine
By my side she ain't leaving mine
That's some shit you could keep in mind
I got a style now they stealing

lagged on me
Tried to teach you to ball but you flagged on me
I'm a star bihh so I got the flash on me
Put the key in the box and she latched on me
When

We Ball

Young Thug

Wins and Losses

2017

a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
She just got a nose job and it went that bad (fuck it, we ball)
I was juggin' round the city, I

God)
On the weekend, she be twerkin' (straight up)
Take a shower in the Maybach, it got curtains (21)
Leave your phone in your purse, you makin' me

You Thought

Snoop Dogg

Tha Doggfather

1996

up, smokin' up)
But bitch please get yo' hand off my grip (I got a nigga)
Haha, now that's right
And it don't stop right here on W Balls
Nothin' but