a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

michael christmas - ball lyrics

[intro]
as high as a striped bird, ballin’
f-ck the lakers! except lonzo, don’t leave that out
free liangelo, my n-gga ain’t do sh-t
ay, my n-gga tee martin
brandon ingram is cool, too

[chorus]
ball, get a crib that’s high as a scr-per
ball like a laker. f-ck the lakers
ball like lavar, i’m ’bout my paper
bought my mom a crib where she got no neighbors
ain’t it slow for you hoe n-ggas when i ball
i told you i would ball, n-gga, didn’t i ball?
and i might not see you later
and hear my prayer
god, let me ball

[verse 1]
ball please, p-ss me the ball, please
so i can go off-key, spin move, off-three
if that sh-t go in, newspapers all me
fat boy the maker, not yet but he stay hood
nerdy as h-ll, i been layin’ off the squares
can’t you tell? feel like i need a chip
finally not bitin’ my nails, i’m in the air like nimbus
hercules, mount olympus, hades plottin’ on me since i was a baby
he a big b-tch (b-tch, b-tch)
now what’s my favorite word? m-o-n-e-y till i d-ie
and if you tr-y, i press the rewind
then press the hitstick, you hit the sideline, bobby bushay to the bullsh-t
martyr is better, two braids, gold chain and nautica sweater
i’m lookin’ like i’m uncle mike, computer ballin awkward type
and you can spark the blunt as soon as i get off the flight

[verse 2]
ball, please, that’s all i need
okay, for real, for real
i need to chill and k!ll it back-to-back like drizzy mill
with miley cyrus dissin’ rap and twerkin’ -ss like hank hill
and then i’m s’posed to act like i can take it as a joke
be hearin’ sly sh-t from the nervous white folks
don’t trip, i like those that don’t trip about my skin, or my lips, or my gold
’cause when et phone home, he call me like “hold on”
i came back to pick my mans up, plan to jump another planet
god let me ball, god let me andre the giant
chokeslam the rap game, i’m so d-mn defiant
’cause i’m gettin’ high and i’m not bein’ violent (swish)
whatever, man (b-tch)
i gotta get my sh-t together man
predict the rain like the weatherman
predict them days gettin’ better, man (nah, we got this)
god let me ball, god let me ball

[chorus]
ball, get a crib that’s high as a scr-per
ball like a laker, f-ck the lakers
ball like lavar, i’m ’bout my paper
bought my mom a crib where she got no neighbors
ain’t it slow for you hoe n-ggas when i ball
i told you i would ball, n-gga, didn’t i ball?
and i might not see you later
and hear my prayer
god, let me ball

- michael christmas lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS