Lyrics to Ball 4 Ball
Yeah, Yeah
Rappin' since I got money
I got them drugs in my body
Hold up pussy, don't try me
I might just put me a homi
I might just put me a homi
I just might fuck on yo mommy
She loving me, Lovin', I love [?] (Ooh)
Tryna talk to my brother, [?] never got the same mother (Uh)
[?] Damn, shawty touching me you gon' meet yo [?]
Word to my mother, I'm a rich ass motherfucker
Driving a 18 wheel, Like a motherfucking trucker
Or I'm in a GLE, [?] Hummer
I just got me a bad bitch, she let me fuck her
Fucking up all of these racks, you know that I carry a motherfucking bag (Yeah)
My killers gon' kill for that sac
This bitch that she love me gave me a text
But I told that bitch I already had them damn rackies
Firearm's on me, I dont want cops, nobody home (Yeah)
This watch cost a leg and a arm (Yeah)
I walk up in this bitch on (Yeah)
Take them racks, I'm high in this morning
This bitch say I'm so charming
Designer, my [?] frozen
You can see the diamonds when they storm in
And you can't afford motherfucking [?] (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I got a [?] I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I sent my nigga on a hunt
Wrist lit, bitch lit
Popping, Yeah, Rick Rick
Blue Lambo, Pull Up Bitch
Ha, They late as shit
Pull up and pop your brain bitch
Put that bitch and his face quick
Ruger, Ruger, I'm clutching that motherfucking Ruger
Let a clip at the bottom, Its long like a ruler
Sending nigga's I know they gon' do ya
These lil nigga's pussy, so soft
Coulda fuck around, Knock your dreads off
And I'm sippin' that red, Not wock
And I'm sipping that [?], Ya, Ya
Lil nigga dont play, Im'a play with you bitch
You glarin' me, choppa go "Fa, Fa"
I spent some bagguetes on a yellow coupe
I'm tryna take the top off
My last [?]
A nigga play up in this bitch, We gon' send him to [?], TopGolf
Rappin' since I got money
I got them drugs in my body
Hold up pussy, don't try me
I might just put me a homi
I might just put me a homi
I just might fuck on yo mommy
She loving me, Lovin', I love [?] (Ooh)
Tryna talk to my brother, [?] never got the same mother (Uh)
[?] Damn, shawty touching me you gon' meet yo [?]
Word to my mother, I'm a rich ass motherfucker
Driving a 18 wheel, Like a motherfucking trucker
Or I'm in a GLE, [?] Hummer
I just got me a bad bitch, she let me fuck her
Fucking up all of these racks, you know that I carry a motherfucking bag (Yeah)
My killers gon' kill for that sac
This bitch that she love me gave me a text
But I told that bitch I already had them damn rackies
Firearm's on me, I dont want cops, nobody home (Yeah)
This watch cost a leg and a arm (Yeah)
I walk up in this bitch on (Yeah)
Take them racks, I'm high in this morning
This bitch say I'm so charming
Designer, my [?] frozen
You can see the diamonds when they storm in
And you can't afford motherfucking [?] (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I got a [?] I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I fucked on lil bitches for nun'
I sent my nigga on a hunt
Wrist lit, bitch lit
Popping, Yeah, Rick Rick
Blue Lambo, Pull Up Bitch
Ha, They late as shit
Pull up and pop your brain bitch
Put that bitch and his face quick
Ruger, Ruger, I'm clutching that motherfucking Ruger
Let a clip at the bottom, Its long like a ruler
Sending nigga's I know they gon' do ya
These lil nigga's pussy, so soft
Coulda fuck around, Knock your dreads off
And I'm sippin' that red, Not wock
And I'm sipping that [?], Ya, Ya
Lil nigga dont play, Im'a play with you bitch
You glarin' me, choppa go "Fa, Fa"
I spent some bagguetes on a yellow coupe
I'm tryna take the top off
My last [?]
A nigga play up in this bitch, We gon' send him to [?], TopGolf
