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patrick antonian - ballmayne campaign lyrics

ball mayne campagne

bang city, yea

wooooooo
god d-mn, god d-mn, black and fly hard plane. direspect and i pop bang, 187 on everything. whole team fresh, all fresh, like a ball main campaign. whole team fresh, all fresh like a ball main campaign

my d-ck talk smack in her jaws. i take the b-tch down like im jaws. wrap this sh-t up like a gause. -ss clap for me round of applause. engulfed in the smoke like its fog, utility pad lijke a frog, white b-tch i slang jelly and bob. doing great we gb the mobb. i gotta get rich of my mom, im already rich in my mind. translate into physical god. translate into physical god

pull up in an uber full of shooters n-gg-. if yo ain’t winning, then you losing n-gg-. if you int getting money what you doing n-gg-. mommy kept a pistol right by the liquor. one shot every time she get sentimental. her son the block with some sh-t to get rid of. the n-gg- dot he least with the biggest percentage. im quick to throw a fit if you catching a feeling. get money. you ain’t getting none from me. ima keep it one hundred. life a b-tch and my d-ck is all in her stomach. f-ck the world and everybody that run all summer 16 n-gg-

god d-mn, god d-mn, black and fly hard plane. direspect and i pop bang, 187 on everything. whole team fresh, all fresh, like a ball main campaign. whole team fresh, all fresh like a ball main campaign

my team is thick we gotta click full of ballers every time that we hit the block the pretty b-tches wit the t-tties in the city be on us the pockets fat the boss is back verse packed with more facts than almanac pickin sacks in the trap like quarterback plus the b-ss h-ttin like a heart attack yea it’s the birth of the bang city and you know i got my k!llers hang wit me big vish, young rev, and my man milli all a hater gotta do is act silly

they call me ill patron cause i keep them shots fired. if you labor ever here. you dropped and we hired. rolling with prince but call me sigher. i move keys and the notes get me higher then mariya. lost one then hold on your lighter. f-ck the pigs f-ck the cops f-ck the police mafia. f-ck all them imposters if the bloods and the crips link up you got problems. ain’t no durant in me and ima always stay down for the team. believe me. you still asking bout practice. how you think i made it where you wanna be. mvp

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