Ball lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Verse 1: OG Boo Dirty]
I pull up, hop out
Riding around with that Glock out
40 thou in my left pocket, molly, lean, in my right pocket
I'm so thrown
I'm just ridin 'round and I'm getting it
Cruising through my city serving three-five for the fifties
And I'm a gangster for real, that's why the b*tch n*gga it don't even speak (f*ck n*gga)
Put diamonds in my teeth so talking ain't cheap
Well that's just for me cause I just let the money speak
With fifty young n*ggas at all time, that's why I'm an OG

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Okay my girl ass fat, she got me geeking round this b*tch
It's money over b*tches, but all my n*ggas want this b*tch
I got one eye open, yeah I'm peeping through this b*tch
Hundred deep outside the club, my n*ggas sneaking through this b*tch
We gon' ball-ball-ball-ball-ball
That's why my n*ggas got this b*tch packed from wall to wall
And you know they don't play, I don't even gotta say
You playin'? We gon' spray this b*tch from wall to wall

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hundred deep inside the club, pack that b*tch down like sardines
Everyone get major puffs, b*tch you know we don't drink tea
Oh my god n*gga try you luck, spray your head with this AR 'chine
Baw-bawbaw shoot your ass up, now you frigid like a ding ding
No homo, two times, no homo n*gga but I'ma show a n*gga
You're ho life is a game and I'm a controller n*gga, ever sold a n*gga?
(Laughs) Na for real, what's the deal
Either kill the sh*t or get killed
And I'm the sh*t for real like ill (pshh)
n*gga put me in let em hold on my private part
Friend that ho, I just see Gucci hand print on her body part
A hundred percent of real n*ggas around me, your n*ggas they kinda hard
But forget that, I really really like your kitty cat
But OG
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Okay my girl ass fat, she got me geeking round this b*tch
It's money over b*tches, but all my n*ggas want this b*tch
I got one eye open, yeah I'm peeping through this b*tch
Hundred deep outside the club, my n*ggas sneaking through this b*tch
We gon' ball-ball-ball-ball-ball
That's why my n*ggas got this b*tch packed from wall to wall
And you know they don't play, I don't even gotta say
You playin'? We gon' spray this b*tch from wall to wall
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