Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in this
Hoppin' out the and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles a thick red super model bitch
They may a lot of that but they can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me the lights on
So I the Audemar and threw the ice on
I'ma big dawg, got 'em off
A lot of niggas ain't none this raw
They like, ay look at T.I., in the V.I
Bunch of bad with a' looking like Aaliyah
We just up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
I bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

The club of bad bitches and they came to play
Okay it must be your ass it ain't your face
Now if you looking for bottles and them stacks girl
You make your way up to my section it's at girl
Okay now do you wanna kick it a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they gotta deal with it
Get right ho, a dice ho
And you gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But I step behind a wall
I do it big, fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so come and get it me
And a bucket full of bottles, bust it open, if you wanna get

This club so packed, hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

Ain't no nigga a Young Money nigga
Pop that like a gun, pull the trigger
Shake that ass like a salt
I a L lit up like an elevator
Bitch shake it a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw that dick like
all muddy, flag all bloody
I'm killin' hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I ain't stunt
Ima fire my blunt Donald Trump
Where you at ho? you at ho?
Can a stick his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, blunt

And do ya thing in slow like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down Boosie dem
That thang up for me, me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a buddies
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and
She let me drill all in her mouth, no
Them other broke niggas, all they did was ya thangs
I get ya on that G4 and show ya thangs
I my women fat ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair don't care as long as down there
If it's I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some in the air

This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a