Lyrics:
find him?
Goldy
You're the only first baseman for me
Goldy
Please tell me that you're never ever ever gonna leave
Goldy
You're the only first baseman
Costello: Look, you got a first baseman?
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: Then tell me the fellaÂ's name playinÂ' first.
Abbott: Who.
Costello: The guy playinÂ' first
like
I know that this time I can get it right
From the wound to the tune my Momma said I Be amazing
Just have patience and be a first Baseman see
your short stop first baseman
My love got no moderation
No simping but I'm not faking
Fore you my heart felt so vacant
You stole it like secret agent
to be in Honda Civics
With my niggas and see
Cats backhanding with the system quaking
Philly fitted
Black gloves like a first baseman
Every verse shake
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what
I
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what
I
the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what
I
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
a football round or something the day before
I walked about fourteen kids in a row
Cried, walked off the mound
Handed the ball to the third baseman
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
I'm raising
I only want the payments
Straight out tha concrete gotta leave the basement
Trynna hit a slam I ain't trying to be no baseman
You catch
Lunatics playa
It ain't nuttin wrong with that, huh - batter up
St. Lunatics-
I'm the first to swing
I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot
that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit
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