Ball (Remix) lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro: Rick Ross]
MasterMind, n*gga
Money bag, shorty, I’mma take over all this sh*t
I put that money on you, n*gga
Your own brother’ll do you, you hear me?
Yeah you, n*gga
At your granddaddy’s house

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Ridin’ with a model, a prize, she can swallow
Tat my name on her any n*gga got a problem
Crib big as Lenox, f*ck goin’ shoppin’
Throw a couple dollars, you can’t compare papi
b*tch you know I got it, I could get you waxed
Dirty-ass n*gga do your ass for a stack
White Reeboks – I ride in the Porsche
Gladys Knight, hazard lights, got a bag for your boy
RIP Gene, rest in peace Timmy D
ATL legends when it came to the green
Wanna start a war with them Miami boys
f*ck around and just make your granddaddy house explode
(At your granddaddy house, n*gga)
(n*gga, I put a million on you)
(Had to do ya at your granddaddy house, n*gga)

[Interlude]
Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss
Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss
Double M G, n*gga, we run this sh*t - f*ck
[Verse 2: Gunplay]
Hundred hoes in the house and they all f*ckin’
Watch dog-ass Gunplay ball again
I don’t see these motherf*ckers, they small as hell
Two places I ain’t goin’ – broke and jail
You think you really run this hit until you run into me
We can turn this into whatever you want it to be
I got a b*tch in the bed, I got fee in the safe
So much fee in the safe, she let me pee in her face
I need a c*nt and a blunt, everyday of the month
It’s a full-time job not to trigger you up
I know all y’all hatin’, I’m the n*gga you love
Fresh out the cuff spot and fill up the club
You say you got hoes, n*gga, how many?
Show me one and I bet I’ve been all in it
Every day since then she been callin’ me
I was all in that pus*y smokin’ Paul Lemon

[Chorus]
Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball
I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt
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