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We ball, shots (8X)
2: XV] I'm 'bout to kill it, for the sheets I'm on the building, look at me These rapping, put me to sleep We put EP's and see em' WEEP I'm watching planes, lay on the to explain, we ain't on farms I had a chain, a little I had some but baby I came to ball, seen it all In a truck, zip it up 10 of us kicking up, windows up Finna bust like two bitches in A cups and they is big as fuck And they to sit with us and live it up And we hard, call guard, all star Weekend, sleeping in a rented parked car, A broads leaving out a parking lot stall said, "What is y'all thinking?" "We just cheap, and we is creeping, but kick it, you'll be seeing" We ball, all day Answer bets. plays Trophy case, in the Tell me what else these is gonna say we ball When we me what else these niggas is gonna say, is gonna say When we
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[Outro: Bruce And we don't Put fat bitch in the air