Lyrics:
in the way no matter the weather
Balls so hard motherfuckers wanna find me
Nuts so bomb TSA don't like me
Sack so big make God wanna spite me
If I go
You don't need a special invitation to come to the blow-out party of a nation
The big one's been set up for tonight
Wreak a little havoc till
pride and joy,
With them by my side, I can never be coy.
Confidence and strength, they're my claim to fame,
Big balls, big dreams, they're all in
gonorrhea
Man, I'm so tired of ballin' I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya like Moscow
Gun at your eyebrow, pow pow
Man, I ball hard, even with
love got more grounds to gain
Can't get stuck with a ball and a chain
Hey love I need to be sure
Come back and see me in two years or more
I
They're building up big houses
Back behind the school
Where we used to drink our beer on Friday nights
And pretend that we were lovers in your car
You don't need a special invitation to come to the blow-out party of a nation
The big one's been set up for tonight
Wreak a little havoc till
down
Just another night on the town
With the big man, money man
Better than the other man
He got the plan with the
Million dollar give a damn
When nobody
[Master P]
Give me a chance to ball put my name on the wall
How many killas done called No Limit niggaz stand tall
'cause we, mercenary
ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup (sorry, I ain't sorry)
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough (sorry, I ain't sorry)
again
No longer for the big type ball event
Big willies like Will Smith now call the kid (yo Rick, yo Rick)
So check the gift, everything comes
Ain't no such thing as Satan, evil is what you make it
Thank the Lord for that burning bush, that big body Benz I was born to push
On my way I'm burning
with a big old dent in the bumper
That my Dad put there once he got the call that nine months wasn't ever gunna come after all
That I was joining
ball, or sell dope (ooooh)
And if you thinkin we the problem you wrong
A generation died at the same time our fathers was born
[Chorus]
[Big Stan]
Ain't no such thing as Satan, evil is what you make it
Thank the Lord for that burning bush, that big body Benz I was born to push
On my way I'm burning
of trouble
But today I'll face the big fight but
I really had a ball last night
When I came home from work this mornin'
My baby was feelin' low
And he told me
today I'll face the big fight but
I really had a ball last night
When I came home from work this mornin'
My baby was feelin' low
And he told me what
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
with her tongue up your butt
Fuck around, she'll put ice on her tongue
And suck your dick 'til your balls get numb
I got hooked by my homie, Jamal
count big face and straight laces by the hundreds
Ragtops and big blocks, gettin the money
Sippin X-O Hen, and I get it for the 1-10
In
about that
You get killed nigga if you a rat
We got everything by the sack
We got everything by the pack
Whatever you need I got em
I'ma big nigga sipping
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
the chain, I'm handling your terrain, your valley
Has me standing down to the follicle
'Bout half of this bottle full of reasons for us to ball
Palming
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