Ball Baby Ball
Lil Wyte & Jelly Roll

[Verse 1:]

Other rappers lyin, I'm everything they try to be

Everybody love me, I feel like Duck Dynasty

Getting so much money baby, I should grow a beard

I don't know about ya'll but we get money over here


On a back road, ride

Got a open gear in the concert, swerve

Smoking on some kill

I don't know about ya'll but this is how we do

So forgive me if I'm cool cause this ain't nothing new


[Hook:]

How you doin? Aye what it is?

This ain't nothing new, this is how we live

And all we know is ball baby ball baby ball

All we know is ball baby ball baby ball

Hey what you doin? Aye what it is?

This ain't nothing new, this is how we live

And all we know is ball baby ball baby ball

All we know is ball baby ball baby ball


[Verse 2:]

Okay I grind every day, get high every night

Ballin out of control, my money take flight

Through the air in the strip club when I'm feelin kinda fucked up

OG white kush in my button, purple in my double cup

And this ain't nothing new

Getting gwap since '03 and I'm still the mane

Big money off in my pockets, never leaving that fast lane

That fast life – that's all I know

Get the dough, rock the show then get hoes

No rubber on, I'm raw as well

Got a sick come back, her bitch full

So what ya doin? What it is?

Yup, you do damn right that's how we live

Get the money up up of the show

Show up, show out and then we split

We hold it down, pretend to keep

Til struggling young buck I'm free

We ball baby, we ball baby

It's totem pole and WYTE



[Hook:]

How you doin? Aye what it is?

This ain't nothing new, this is how we live

And all we know is ball baby ball baby ball

All we know is ball baby ball baby ball

Hey what you doin? Aye what it is?

This ain't nothing new, this is how we live

And all we know is ball baby ball baby ball

All we know is ball baby ball baby ball


[Verse 3:]

Big rims on the Chevy, I'm always ridin heavy

Got a few pounds in the trunk and I'm headed to the levy

Got a hoe that's stupid thick and her mama's my biggest fan

All I tell er is don't tell her daughter I'm the fuckin man

But the bitch already knows it cause all I do is ball

By a bagel, 100 and 50 pounds, still standing tall

And I'm towering the competition, looking over it all

Get the money, hit the gas and hope he engine don't stall yea


Pull up to the red light, bitches hear my motor runnin

Lot of dudes is hatin on me but all of the hoes will love me

50 20's – that's a stack

50 hunneds – 5 racks

Funny how I'm good at that but I could never pass math

As far as algebra, I never did bail

But I was cold with a set of digital scale

Sell water to a whale, a fire in hell

Walkin in the highest school, as high as a paracell, talk


[Hook:]

How you doin? Aye what it is?

This ain't nothing new, this is how we live

And all we know is ball baby ball baby ball

All we know is ball baby ball baby ball

Hey what you doin? Aye what it is?

This ain't nothing new, this is how we live

And all we know is ball baby ball baby ball

All we know is ball baby ball baby ball


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