[Mac]
Say Slim, look
[Soulja Slim]
What's happenin wootay
[Mac]
We goin take this here all the way from the Magnolia
Across Clayborne
[Soulja Slim]
Do it like that
[Mac]
Ya heard me
[Soulja Slim]
Do it
[Chorus]
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball n*ggas or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
[Mac--Verse 1]
To make this million I'm bound to left uptown to go get it
Once I get it, I'm a split it with those who I'm commited
Like who, my n*gga Wop, my girl Storm and the rest of my click
Everybody else be on some oh you ballin now (you ballin now)
Since you play me closer, I'm a get the toast, oh mark my word
f*ck em, f*ck em if they don't know what's happen my rap
If a n*gga know me, he don't know me no more
Cause I don't hang in the same streets no more, I gotta condo
I lay low, chill, stay away from sh*t that get n*ggas killed
Call me fake then my n*ggas will say that's trill
Check it, funny high hoes be calling me jiggy now
Cause I gotta little jingle, mingle with the finest and sport diamonds
When I was broke I was skinny and full of sh*t
Now it ain't nothin for me to pull a b*tch
I scratch off and I hear them hoes say he did that
Every b*tch I f*ck be saying I'm tryin to have your kid Mac
I ain't with that
[Chorus]
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
[Soulja Slim]
I'm a try my best not to let these n*ggas bring me out there
They know you beefing with the ????, and them n*ggas don't care
Who they kill, and tryin to be a millionare on the real
But I can't a from with that foolishness so I'm a chill
And just pass through the projects that I used to roam in
Tote the black and the steel chrome and holler at trill
n*ggas like Jim Stone and
No more hangin, no more slangin pearls and crack pieces
No more f*cking dog b*tches carryin deadly deseases
They burn your di*k off, givin you aids through the rubber
I had to settle down with a boss b*tch and now that's my lover
She down for a n*gga
And when the situation gets heavy she lets loose rounds for a n*gga
And if I don't come home she'll come blood hound for a n*gga
That's the type of b*tch I need, no drink, no smoke, no weed
Hoes label me a hot boy cause I just come home and I don't get D'd
But I'm a boss baby, I like to floss baby
Can I ball yall, can I ball
[Chorus]
Now can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
[Mac--Verse 2]
Now Soulja Slim, my n*gga, my nerve, my partner, my wootay
My round
My ace, my dog, I was down even when you was on that brown
You camoflauged uptown that was some sh*t to see
So when they locked you up I continue the legacy
Now all these n*ggas claiming Soulja is you bout that ball
Would you die for me if a n*gga pull up in that ontrol car
I think you n*ggas sitting around waiting on my fall
Let a n*gga ball, n*gga let a n*gga ball
[Chorus]
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball n*ggas or do they wanna see me crawl
Man f*ck yall n*ggas, if yall was waiting on my fall
Ya heard me, woah
[Soulja Slim]
Now yall understand
Now you understand
Macadon and Soulja Slim
In the process of B-O-O-Cing, ballin out of control
[Mac]
Bleeding out of control n*gga
[Soulja Slim]
Ya understand
[Mac]
So uh look, I'm a tell these n*ggas like this here
We bout to go get these motherf*ckin rolexes shined up n*gga
And go get our chrome shined up
And we goin ball ya heard me
[Soulja Slim]
They ain't goin like that
They don't wanna hear no sh*t like that
[Mac]
They ain't goin like that
[Soulja Slim]
But we ballin out of control though
[Mac]
Bleeding out of control
We doin them n*ggas like that so f*ck it