Various - Ball Lyrics
Artist(s): T.I. featuring Lil Wayne[T.I. - Verse 1]Okay we walk off in this *****, ballin’ in this *****Hoppin’ out of Lambos and Ferraris in this *****Poppin’ bottles with a thick red super model *****They may talk a lot of that but they can't do a lot of thisAy, Rico told me turn the lights onSo I grab the Audemar and threw the ice onI’ma big dawg, got em pissed offA lot of niggas rapping, ain’t none this rawThey like, eh look at T.I., ballin’ in the V.IBunch of bad *****es with him looking like AaliyahWe just pull up, hop out, go in, show outBuy the whole bar, pop bottles go hard[Hook]This club so packed, these hoes so drunkThis club so packed, these hoes so drunkThis club so packed, these hoes so drunkI got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a bluntBall, Ball, Ball, BallBall, Ball, Ball, BallBall, Ball, Ball, BallI got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt[T.I. - Verse 2]The club full of bad *****es and they came to playOkay it must be your ass cause it ain't your faceNow if you looking for them bottles and them stacks, girlYou make your way up to my section where it’s at, girlOkay now do you wanna kick it with a nigga with a meal ticketBroke niggas looking mad, they just gotta deal with itGet right ho, roll a dice hoAnd you ain't gotta be a dyke cause you like hoFor everyday I spent behind the wallI do it big, ride, fly, stunt, shine and ballI got a bunch of money, so come and get it from meAnd a bucket full of bottles, bust it openIf you wanna get drunk[Hook][Verse 3: Lil Wayne]Ain’t no nigga like a Young Money niggaPop that ***** like a gun, pull the triggerShake that ass like a salt shakerI keep a L lit up like an elevator*****, shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horseI throw that dick like dartsDrink all muddy, flag all bloodyI’m killin’ these hoes like that nigga Ted BundyI’m a good looking rapper, I ain’t tryna stuntI'ma fire my blunt like Donald TrumpWhere you at ho? Where you at ho?Can a nigga stick key up in ya back doorTunechi[Hook][T.I.]And do ya thing in slow motion like Soulja SlimAnd come around, wipe me down like Boosie (Free Boosie)That thang up for me, show me that you love meIf it’s really too much for you you can bring a couple buddiesEveryday I do my thang, big stones and chainsShe let me drill all in her mouth, no novacaneThem other broke niggas, all they did was told ya thangsI could get ya on that G4 and show ya thangsI like my women fat ass, pretty toes and thangsLong hair don't care long as none down thereIf it's manicured I can have fun down thereTake you to whatever club, throw some money in the air.[Hook]
