Rick Ross - Ball (Remix) lyrics

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Rick Ross - Ball (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] MasterMind, n***a Money bag, shorty, I'mma take over all this sh** I put that money on you, n***a Your own brother'll do you, you hear me? Yeah you, n***a At your granddaddy's house [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Ridin' with a model, a prize, she can swallow Tat my name on her any n***a got a problem Crib big as Lenox, f** goin' shoppin' Throw a couple dollars, you can't compare papi b**h you know I got it, I could get you waxed Dirty-a** n***a do your a** for a stack White Reeboks – I ride in the Porsche Gladys Knight, hazard lights, got a bag for your boy RIP Gene, rest in peace Timmy D ATL legends when it came to the green Wanna start a war with them Miami boys f** around and just make your granddaddy house explode (At your granddaddy house, n***a) (n***a, I put a million on you) (Had to do ya at your granddaddy house, n***a) [Interlude] Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss Double M G, n***a, we run this sh** - f** [Verse 2: Gunplay] Hundred hoes in the house and they all f**in' Watch dog-a** Gunplay ball again I don't see these motherf**ers, they small as hell Two places I ain't goin' – broke and jail You think you really run this hit until you run into me We can turn this into whatever you want it to be I got a b**h in the bed, I got fee in the safe So much fee in the safe, she let me pee in her face I need a c*nt and a blunt, everyday of the month It's a full-time job not to trigger you up I know all y'all hatin', I'm the n***a you love Fresh out the cuff spot and fill up the club You say you got hoes, n***a, how many? Show me one and I bet I've been all in it Every day since then she been callin' me I was all in that p**y smokin' Paul Lemon [Hook] Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball, ball Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt