Ball

Lyrics

[Chorus: Slim Thug] I'm addicted to shopping Closet like a mall Gimme this, gimme that I gotta have it all Switch cars every season, winter spring or fall I don't know about y'all but all i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball I don't know about y'all but all i know how to do is ball [Verse 1: Slim Thug] I step up in my closet, it's looking like a mall Louis this, Gucci that, yeah I got em all Hermes belt, bitches think it stand for H-town So many toys in my yard, it's a playground So many tags, so much swag in these bags I stay fresh on the daily, brand new like a newborn baby From the phantom rode to that Bent I done did that with no tint Had to make sure your ho know it's me I keep something over hunnid [?] I'm posted up in that club, VIP on that wall With a bunch of hoggs with money, and all we know is ball Watch the money fall, look at them bottles pop Check out that lot, look at them cars with the tops dropped [Chorus: Slim Thug] I'm addicted to shopping Closet like a mall Gimme this, gimme that I gotta have it all Switch cars every season, winter spring or fall I don't know about y'all but all i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball I don't know about y'all but all i know how to do is ball [Verse 2: M.U.G.] Ball like I play for the Rockets Bunch of cash in my pockets All day on my block outside Cause all I want is my profit See that, if I want it Best believe I'm gonna cop it And my cup is that purple and what I'm smoking on is that toxic Glass house so they seeing through You ain't seeing me but I'm seeing you Looking great, so these niggas hate When they see me skating down the avenue Roof gone, I just chunked the deuce Hating me, what's the use? Hit the light and get all the bitches Cause I'm clean as fuck, and you dumpster [?] Addicted to balling, and it's a habit I can't break Fuck talking it ain't about a dollar, I stay on my cash chase Better give me 50 feet, I gotta have space Walk in and we VIP, so fuck you and your sad face [Chorus: Slim Thug] I'm addicted to shopping Closet like a mall Gimme this, gimme that I gotta have it all Switch cars every season, winter spring or fall I don't know about y'all but all i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball All i know how to do is ball I don't know about y'all but all i know how to do is ball [Verse 3: Marcus Manchild] Young nigga feeling like he better than whoever That they got up, niggas not us And i'm feeling at the top, ain't nobody top us Ain't nobody touchin [?] out here who can stop us And I'm feeling like Kobe, tell em get the shoes they can strap up Hell yeah nigga back up Who the little niggas in the club known just to act up Pop the bottles yeah that's us Right up in the mall and I'm feeling like the ball from the tipoff Finna blow up, CD's finna ship off And niggas on my dick til them mothafuckas get off Cause these here real, nah these not ripoffs Game time like the cover of a nigga's CD And she got a boyfriend but a nigga can't beat me And it's weed, women, liquor every time you see me out Mothafuckas better know women 'round when you see me now Dribble [?], dribble [?], hit a nigga mean with a crossover Ball hard like a nigga got a crossover Fuck rap [?], nigga crossover Let me stop and reword Peach Ciroc on reserve We ballin [?] then I'm like the 97 speaker [??]