Trina - Ball Wit Me Lyrics

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Ball with me playboy

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

Look here I'll pop a few

If you pop a few

Nigga I'll buy the bar from 1 to 2

Look here I'll buy the bar from 2 to 4

You know this pimp shit easy

It's beautiful

Roll with me playa

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

Spittin game to a stallion

Sippin' on half a gallon

Ice medallion iceburg Italian

Handlin' knots in the gamblin' spots

Gettin' loose with a twenty pack handlin' blocks

Hit a nigga in the head with the stainless steel

Slaning packs while the Po-po's changin' shifts

Caked up at the bar nigga let all them hoes

It's the adominal snowman everything frozen

Gettin' off glass with the Crissy crunk

Got three four dike bitches pissy drunk

Got them hoes kissin' cunts and twistin' blunts

When them hoes get ghost I don't miss them stunts

Cause I pick up sluts in pickup trucks

Put dick down your throat bitch hiccup nuts

Bitch what? I'mma give you some play

Out the exotic player clique and that 2-4-K

Ball with me playboy

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

Look here I'll pop a few

If you pop a few

Nigga I'll buy the bar from 1 to 2

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Look here I'll buy the bar from 2 to 4

You know this pimp shit easy

It's beautiful

Roll with me playa

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

Uh hoes envy draped in a coat fit me

In the Rolls Bentley sittin' on twenties

Hot girl accent those

Dressed with stones nigga caress my toes

Hoes wanna test my flows

Bitch let me be

I ain't chose the game ho

The game chose me

But yes froze me rocks in my rosary

Sippin' Don P the bar on me

All my girls drink Cris think this

You a courdoroy ho I'mma a mink bitch

So go on 'bout your business

Lick nuts drink dicks

Your old tired ass still draggin' freak bitch

Who's bad?

So I stay fitted

You wanna test Trina

Come on play with it

I know y'all wanna take my place

Cause I'm cute in the face

Phat in the ass slim in the waist uh

Ball with me playboy

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

Look here I'll pop a few

If you pop a few

Nigga I'll buy the bar from 1 to 2

Look here I'll buy the bar from 2 to 4

You know this pimp shit easy

Ball with me playboy

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

While y'all niggas spittin' the glock

I be ticklin' twat

Triplin' knots to see the villas and yachts

Call all the killas ya got

Bitches I'll clock a kill if I drop

Drink for my cot cop me a Linc and a drop

Makin' a rock and same day drill up your block

But on the flip side why ya hate me?

Cause I'm gettin' head in England

No wedding ring band

Out the XL I creep in the four dot six van

Leave you in the dirt like it's quicksand

You mad cause you never brawl like you a six man

What is you foolish?

Hit you with the metal leave you clueless

Now you on the dash like Stacey

All actin' crazy cause your main bitch wanna masturbate me

Do me R. Kelly drink half my babies

Go ahead bitch indulge taste it still hate me

Ball with me playboy

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

Look here I'll pop a few

If you pop a few

Nigga I'll buy the bar from 1 to 2

Look here I'll buy the bar from 2 to 4

You know this pimp shit easy

It's beautiful

Roll with me playa

What's stoppin' you?

You got a case of Cris

You need to pop a few

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