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pres - how we ball lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, okay
ain’t ready for this
ain’t ready for this, turn it up
yeah, yeah, it’s presi, yuh

[chorus]
me and my dogs
do what we want ain’t listen to y’all
man we just saw
your girl, take her shopping and buy the whole mall
that’s how we ball
stack up the paper that’s our only law
yeah we were taught
you mess with the squad you going to get caught
me and my dogs
do what we want ain’t listen to y’all
man we just saw
your girl, take her shopping and buy the whole mall
that’s how we ball
stack up the paper that’s our only law
yeah we were taught
you mess with the squad you going to get caught

[verse 1]
yeah, i don’t move with random dudes
or random cliques or random fools
or random chicks or random tools
i just do what i do with no rules
except you should chase dreams
with your team ‘cause if not
you’ll get creamed
everybody want to be like us we the prophets
rise to all occasions and there’s nothing that can stop it
i told you only one rule, make the profits
we always jumping of the deep end into our pockets
man you mess with us, we messing with your friends, friends, friends
all my issues with my enemies are dense, dense, dense
we just out here and we chasing all the m’s, m’s, m’s
doing it ‘till i collapse and it ends, ends, ends
y’all can’t stand with us, not because you really can’t but most of y’all are scared of us
we ain’t dodging anybody man this ain’t los angeles
i been searching for some new ones but none of y’all man enough
better get to manning up

[verse 2]
i ain’t, running, unless i’m chasing the money
i am the king of the jungle you’re lying if you think you’re more than a monkey
y’all too, funny, you mock what i do and it’s sc-mmy
you trying to rap and it’s bummy i’m king of the wraps they call me the mummy
i do my own thing (ooh, yeah)
i need me some bling (ooh, yeah)
i need me some diamond chains that is something i’ve been dying to change (yeah)
me and my gang (ooh, yeah)
pull up with the range (ooh, yeah)
not talking ars man i’m talking a&rs manifest records in the game
want to get this, want to get that
want to get my whole gang all up on the map
want to get hits, want to get plaques
creative limits are a no, that’s a handy cap
man don’t snitch, you gon’ get clapped
got the gang and the city they all got my back
wrote this real quick, it ain’t deep raps
but i got to make a couple songs that’ll slap
me and my dogs, b-lls to wall, we got to do it for y’all
we got to do it for fam, do it for friends, do it for all
can’t get in the clique if you small, just look at how big we ball
we keep on rising, it’s our perfect timing and i am denying we’ll fall

- pres lyrics

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