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Mac - Can I Ball lyrics
featuring Soulja Slim [Mac] Say Slim look. [Soulja Slim] What's happenin wootay. [Mac] We goin take this here all the way from the Magnolia across Clayborne. [Soulja Slim] Do it like that. [Mac] Ya heard me. [Soulja Slim] Do it. [Chorus] Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall if yall was waiting on my fall Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall [Mac--Verse 1] To make this million I'm bound to left uptown to go get it Once I get it, I'm a split it with those who I'm commited Like who, my nigga Wop, my girl Storm and the rest of my click Everybody else be on some oh you ballin now (you ballin now) Since you play me closer, I'm a get the toast, oh mark my word Fuck em, fuck em if they don't know what's happen my rap If a nigga know me, he don't know me no more Cause I don't hang in the same streets no more, I gotta condo I lay low, chill, stay away from shit that get niggas killed Call me fake then my niggas will say that's trill Check it, funny high hoes be calling me jiggy now Cause I gotta little jingle, mingle with the finest and sport diamonds When I was broke I was skinny and full of shit Now it ain't nothin for me to pull a bitch I scratch off and I hear them hoes say he did that Every bitch I fuck be saying I'm tryin to have your kid Mac I ain't with that [Chorus] Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall [Soulja Slim] I'm a try my best not to let these niggas bring me out there They know you beefing with the ????, and them niggas don't care Who they kill, and tryin to be a millionare on the real But I can't a from with that foolishness so I'm a chill And just pass through the projects that I used to roam in Tote the black and the steel chrome and holler at trill niggas like Jim Stone and No more hangin, no more slangin pearls and crack pieces No more fucking dog bitches carryin deadly deseases They burn your dick off, givin you aids through the rubber I had to settle down with a boss bitch and now that's my lover She down for a nigga And when the situation gets heavy she lets loose rounds for a nigga And if I don't come home she'll come blood hound for a nigga That's the type of bitch I need, no drink, no smoke, no weed Hoes label me a hot boy cause I just come home and I don't get D'd But I'm a boss baby, I like to floss baby Can I ball yall, can I ball [Chorus] Now can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall [Mac--Verse 2] Now Soulja Slim, my nigga, my nerve, my partner, my wootay, my round My ace, my dog, I was down even when you was on that ground You camoflauged uptown that was some shit to see So when they locked you up I continue the legacy Now all these niggas claiming Soulja is you bout that ball Would you die for me if a nigga pull up in that tinted car I think you niggas sitting around waiting on my fall Let a nigga ball, nigga let a nigga ball [Chorus] Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl Man fuck yall niggas, if yall was waiting on my fall Ya heard me, woah [Soulja Slim] Now yall understand. Now you understand. Macadon and Soulja Slim. In the process of B-O-O-Cing, ballin out of control. [Mac] Bleeding out of control nigga. [Soulja Slim] Ya understand. [Mac] So uh look, I'm a tell these niggas like this here. We bout to go get these motherfuckin rolexes shined up nigga. And go get our chrome shined up. And we goin ball ya heard me. [Soulja Slim] They ain't goin like that. They don't wanna hear no shit like that. [Mac] They ain't goin like that. [Soulja Slim] But we ballin out of control though. [Mac] Bleeding out of control. We doin them niggas like that so fuck it |
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