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 killin

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 fuck 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 cock it and facilitate

And hold it down for the love of the one, yo yo yo

Now I'ma cock it and facilitate

And put it down for the love of the one, one one one

Say one