Luyện nghe bài hát Ball

ay okay we walk off in this
Ballin' in bitch
Hoppin' out the Lambos and in this bitch
Poppin' bottles a thick red super model bitch
They may talking a lot of but they can't do alot of this
Ay, told me turn the lights on
So I the Audemar and threw the ice on
big dawg, got 'em pissed off
A lot of niggas ain't none this raw
They like, ay at T.I., ballin' in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' looking like
We just up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the bar, pop bottles go hard

This so packed, these hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

The club full of bad bitches and they to play
Okay it must be your ass 'cause it your face
Now if you looking for bottles and them stacks girl
You make way up to my section where it's at girl
Okay now do you wanna kick it with a nigga with a meal
Broke nigga mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get ho, roll a dice ho
And you ain't gotta be a dike 'cause you hoes
But I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and
I got a of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, it open, if you wanna get drunk

This so packed, these hoes so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so
I gotta bottle, model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a

Ain't no nigga a Young Money nigga
Pop that pussy like a gun, the trigger
Shake that ass like a salt
I keep a L lit up like an
Bitch it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw that dick darts
all muddy, flag all bloody
I'm these hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a looking rapper, I ain't tryna stunt
Ima my blunt like Donald Trump
Where you at ho? you at ho?
Can a nigga his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, these so drunk
This club so packed, hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, molly, gotta blunt

And do ya in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like dem
That up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and
She let me all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I get ya on that G4 and show ya thangs
I my women fat ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair care as long as none down there
If it's manicured I can have fun down
Take you to whatever club some money in the air

club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This so packed, these hoes so drunk
club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball,
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a