- Michael Christmas Ball 歌詞
- Michael Christmas
- [Intro]
As high as a striped bird, ballin
**** the Lakers! Except Lonzo, dont leave that out
Free LiAngelo, my ***** aint do ****
Ay, my ***** Tee Martin
Brandon Ingram is cool, too
[Chorus]
Ball, get a crib thats high as a scraper
Ball like a Laker. ** ** the Lakers
Ball like LaVar, Im bout my paper
Bought my mom a crib where she got no neighbors
Aint it slow for you hoe *****s when I ball
I told you I would ball, *****, didnt I ball?
And I might not see you later
And hear my prayer
God, let me ball
[Verse 1]
Ball please, pass me the ball, please
So I can go off-key, spin move, off-three
If that **** go in, newspapers all me
Fat boy the maker, not yet but he stay hood
Nerdy as hell, I been layin off the ******s
Cant you tell? Feel like I need a chip
Finally not bitin my nails, Im in the air like Nimbus
Hercules, Mount Olympus, Hades plottin on me since I was a baby
He a big ***** (*****, *****)
Now whats my favorite word? M-O-N-E-Y till I d-ie
And if you tr-y, I press the rewind
Then press the hitstick, you hit the sideline, Bobby Bushay to the bull****
Martyr is better, two braids, gold chain and Nautica sweater
Im lookin like Im Uncle Mike, computer ballin awkward type
And you can spark the blunt as soon as I get off the flight
[Chorus]
Ball, get a crib thats high as a scraper
Ball like a Laker. **** the Lakers
Ball like LaVar, Im bout my paper
Bought my mom a crib where she got no neighbors
Aint it slow for you hoe *****s when I ball
I told you I would ball, *****, didnt I ball?
And I might not see you later
And hear my prayer
God, let me ball
[Verse 2]
Ball, please, thats all I need
Okay, for real, for real
I need to chill and kill it back-to-back like Drizzy Mill
With Miley Cyrus dissin rap and twerkin ass like Hank Hill
And then Im sposed to act like I can take it as a joke
Be hearin sly **** from the nervous white folks
Dont trip, I like those that dont trip about my skin, or my lips, or my gold
Cause when ET phone home, he call me like 'hold on'
I came back to pick my mans up, plan to jump another planet
God let me ball, God let me Andre the Giant
Chokeslam the rap game, Im so damn defiant
Cause Im gettin high and Im not bein violent (swish)
Whatever, man (*****)
I gotta get my **** together man
Predict the rain like the weatherman
Predict them days gettin better, man (nah, we got this)
God let me ball, God let me ball
[Chorus]
Ball, get a crib thats high as a scraper
Ball like a Laker, **** the Lakers
Ball like LaVar, Im bout my paper
Bought my mom a crib where she got no neighbors
Aint it slow for you hoe *****s when I ball
I told you I would ball, *****, didnt I ball?
And I might not see you later
And hear my prayer
God, let me ball
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