Biddy-B-Bob Yo, ya ya-ya-yo C'mon, yeah One Session y'all Hmmm, yo [Dirtball] C'mon All around the globe cold chillin A bloody mary in my hand so I can repress the feelin I'm on the mic again and of course my sweat's spillin I'm feelin like I need a break from all the mic k**in Beef I just bought a hundred fifty pounds 'Bout to break it out, sizzle up the grounds And get heavy, so get ready doggy We's about to eat good on the block one time y'know Yo, track dedicated to the true fam Puttin money in my hands, just give 'em the facts And keep bringin the heat, D-Ball, full throttle Got love if you got love for me (c'mon) From the West to the East, the North to South streets Who else but O.S. be supplyin the beats On the way to V.A. my main trip to punish All the people that be blockin my flow, so Show 'em just the facts and make 'em regular believe this And I could really give a f** at some procedures I be the D-Ball, back to come see y'all One Session's holdin the key to come free y'all Now I'ma co*k it and facilitate And hold it down for the love of the one, yo yo yo Now I'ma co*k it and facilitate And put it down for the love of the one, one one one Say one