Ball Player Songtext
(Intro)
Thugger
It’s 3 in the morning
Uh, Mr. Rogers
(Verse)
Good weed got me trippin
Purple drink I be sippin
Yea, and the boss still tippin
And every time I flow some steel wood grain flippin
Flippin in that big 4 door, Panamera Porsche
And I’m bout my scone
Buff they all on my dick with courses
Let me dive in that pussy, dive in that mouth
It’s time to show them boys how we get to down south
Got a bad bitch shotgun, and she ready to ride
I tell er what she wanna hear just to get in them dyes
She lookin for a man, I’m lookin for the money
She lookin in the wrong place, I ain’t feel stuntin
Bitch!
Bling cost 100 just so I can look good
Shit what you expect? I’m just a nigga out the hood
I ain’t never had nothing before I start hustling
Better move out the way ‘fore them bottles start bustin
(Hook)
I’m just a hood ass nigga with a whole lot of paper
A hustling ass boss with a whole lot of haters
Used to be broke now I ball like the Lakers
I ball so hard I should’ve been a ball playa
Throw the racks in the air, I should’ve been a ball playa
All of my watches, should’ve been a ball playa
Girls takin pictures, treat me like a ball playa
Cuz everything I ball like I’m a ball playa
(Verse)
I post up in the paint like a medal
I go to overtime for the cheddar
I only ride on native foes or better
I’m gonna retire in my city like I’m Drexler
My bitch look like a cheerleader, my glass won’t break a shack roof
White cup, Jermaine Nelson, that’s a can of soda with a deuce
That’s 14, my dashboard got 4 screens
In a Duncan just sippin drink, I’m somewhere with floor seats
Two cups, 3 ounces
I call that a triple double
Airborne like Steve Jackson, like none of em want no trouble
Got mo sips than Jason Kill when it come to getting that money
With James Hard and then J Lean
That’s Slim Thug and TV Johnny
Workin that wood, we are like no dummy
Texas wild, we are yea them 20’s
Orangutans and oh yea them bunnies
I got haters man yea you ain’t seen nothing
All stars, all on the squad,
We want the joker, watch out we comin
I start the car from my iPad
Home boy I don’t even need no flex
(Hook)
I’m just a hood ass nigga with a whole lot of paper
A hustling ass boss with a whole lot of haters
Used to be broke now I ball like the Lakers
I ball so hard I should’ve been a ball playa
Throw the racks in the air, I should’ve been a ball playa
All of my watches, should’ve been a ball playa
Girls takin pictures, treat me like a ball playa
Cuz everything I ball like I’m a ball playa
Thugger
It’s 3 in the morning
Uh, Mr. Rogers
(Verse)
Good weed got me trippin
Purple drink I be sippin
Yea, and the boss still tippin
And every time I flow some steel wood grain flippin
Flippin in that big 4 door, Panamera Porsche
And I’m bout my scone
Buff they all on my dick with courses
Let me dive in that pussy, dive in that mouth
It’s time to show them boys how we get to down south
Got a bad bitch shotgun, and she ready to ride
I tell er what she wanna hear just to get in them dyes
She lookin for a man, I’m lookin for the money
She lookin in the wrong place, I ain’t feel stuntin
Bitch!
Bling cost 100 just so I can look good
Shit what you expect? I’m just a nigga out the hood
I ain’t never had nothing before I start hustling
Better move out the way ‘fore them bottles start bustin
(Hook)
I’m just a hood ass nigga with a whole lot of paper
A hustling ass boss with a whole lot of haters
Used to be broke now I ball like the Lakers
I ball so hard I should’ve been a ball playa
Throw the racks in the air, I should’ve been a ball playa
All of my watches, should’ve been a ball playa
Girls takin pictures, treat me like a ball playa
Cuz everything I ball like I’m a ball playa
(Verse)
I post up in the paint like a medal
I go to overtime for the cheddar
I only ride on native foes or better
I’m gonna retire in my city like I’m Drexler
My bitch look like a cheerleader, my glass won’t break a shack roof
White cup, Jermaine Nelson, that’s a can of soda with a deuce
That’s 14, my dashboard got 4 screens
In a Duncan just sippin drink, I’m somewhere with floor seats
Two cups, 3 ounces
I call that a triple double
Airborne like Steve Jackson, like none of em want no trouble
Got mo sips than Jason Kill when it come to getting that money
With James Hard and then J Lean
That’s Slim Thug and TV Johnny
Workin that wood, we are like no dummy
Texas wild, we are yea them 20’s
Orangutans and oh yea them bunnies
I got haters man yea you ain’t seen nothing
All stars, all on the squad,
We want the joker, watch out we comin
I start the car from my iPad
Home boy I don’t even need no flex
(Hook)
I’m just a hood ass nigga with a whole lot of paper
A hustling ass boss with a whole lot of haters
Used to be broke now I ball like the Lakers
I ball so hard I should’ve been a ball playa
Throw the racks in the air, I should’ve been a ball playa
All of my watches, should’ve been a ball playa
Girls takin pictures, treat me like a ball playa
Cuz everything I ball like I’m a ball playa
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