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damjonboi - ball كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n_ggas)

[chorus]
i remember days i couldn’t call on these n_ggas
got my money up (yeah)
yeah, b_tch, we ’bout to ball on you n_ggas, ball on you n_ggas
i’m gon’ ball on you n_ggas, ball on you n_ggas
yeah, i remember days
i couldn’t call on these n_ggas
got my money right, yeah
b_tch, we gon’ ball on you n_ggas, ball on you n_ggas
watch me ball on you n_ggas, ball on you n_ggas, uh (hmm)

[verse]
yeah, who want these problems?
my b_tch bad and petite, look like pocahontas
b_tch bad as h_ll, but she gon’ f_ck me for some pradas
i ain’t never lettin’ up, i put that on my mama
i ain’t drop a tape in months, n_gga, my name still everywhere
i don’t shop in saks no more, i take my b_tch in there
bought a big_ass crib and then threw my kids in there
ask about me in revive, n_gga, i live in there
i still be in my hood like i ain’t famous, thuggin’ (yeah)
they hated on jesus, n_gga, i’m used to this, f_ck ’em
i keep losin’ n_ggas, man, this sh_t f_ckin’ with my top
you confusin’ n_ggas, let me know, we rockin’ out or not?
i just can’t f_ck with any b_tch, i like a certain kind
i ain’t been f_ckin’ with that louis sh_t since virgil died
in atl, gettin’ top from a redbone
i bet it say you was a p_ssy on your headstone
i keep switchin’ up my sauce ’cause they stealin’ it
pourin’ up wockesha in a foreign, i’m spillin’ it (skrrt)
i keep on thinkin’ ’bout my brothers, that sh_t k!llin’ me (that sh_t hurt)
remember everything you taught me, that sh_t still in me
i don’t wanna f_ck you, but f_ck your friend, probably
b k!lled his self, i’m p_ssed that i can’t spin ’bout it (d_mn)
n_ggas braggin’ ’bout a ten, that ain’t no d_mn money (f_ck?)
n_ggas think they f_ckin’ with me, you so d_mn funny
i’m a rich_ass dope fiend, neighborhood star
might not make it to the crib, so i’m gon’ f_ck her in the car
i hate drivin’ to my crib because i live so d_mn far
n_ggas left me by myself, that’s why my heart got a scar
everybody, get your motherf_ckin’ roll on
keep them n_ggas that done told, bring the bros home
i be feelin’ like blueface ’cause i done put all of my hoes on
what’s your name again? anyway, put your clothes on

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