David Banner and Chamillionaire - Ball With Me [Album]
It's David Banner y'all
And it's Nitty y'all
Chamillionaire y'all
And we go a little something like this
It's David Banner y'all
And it's Nitty y'all
Chamillionaire y'all
And we go a little something like this
Have you ever rolled in a Rolls Royce
If you want to girl take your clothes off
On that Rick Flair money everywhere
From the South dog kush in the air
J's on number four
Coming down clean only with hoes
Cardiers on or them new Saces
50 stacks cash yeah Nitty got me
Big cars big rims Southside wearing lil' Timbs
I don't spit bars I buy cars
Still in the hood I don't hang with stars
DJ brings your girls and I can bring my G's
Rubber band stacks I guess its all for free
We can spend money like its falling from a tree
Leave it all behind and come and ball with me
Yeah them big stacks we can bring em out
Popping rubber bands know what I'm talking bout
Yeah them big stacks we can bring em out
Popping rubber bands know what I'm talking bout
50 thousand up 50 thousand down
Money in the air money on the ground
See it laying round while them haters frown
Where the money go gotta ghost and lay it down
European broads take em over seas
Money on the bed laying over G's
Keep the Dessert E I've been known to squeeze
Turn em round and be popping like its soda
I am so fresh nobody flier
Need a breathe of a air I am Lucifer
Open the garage you ain't messing with me
Two SS's like the word Mississippi
DJ brings your girls and I can bring my G's
Rubber band stacks I guess its all for free
We can spend money like its falling from a tree
Leave it all behind and come and ball with me
Yeah them big stacks we can bring em out
Popping rubber bands know what I'm talking bout
Yeah them big stacks we can bring em out
Popping rubber bands know what I'm talking bout
68 Chevy what they like dog
All grown men watch the screens fall
Now and laters in my paint
Throw a deuce up like I'm with the saints
Hit the block beating know you hear it dog
Four 15's about to knock my damn tag off
Them to the mall watch I'm 'bout to ball
I'ma shut it down cause I'ma buy it all
DJ brings your girls and I can bring my G's
Rubber band stacks I guess its all on me
Making money easy y'all make it hard
Call Cole he tell him put it on the black card
DJ brings your girls and I can bring my G's
Rubber band stacks I guess its all for free
We can spend money like its falling from a tree
Leave it all behind and come and ball with me
Yeah them big stacks we can bring em out
Popping rubber bands know what I'm talking bout
Yeah them big stacks we can bring em out
Popping rubber bands know what I'm talking bout
What's up yeah
You know what it is
Playmaker SRC
Big face lets go yeah
Come and ball with me
Come and ball with me
Written by:
HAKEEM T. SERIKI, CHADRON S. MOORE, LAVELL W. CRUMP
Publisher:
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