Artist: Espen Lind

Title: Can I ball

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Mac]



Say Slim, look.



[Soulja Slim]



What's happenin wootay.



[Mac]



We goin take this here all the way from the Magnolia

across Clayborne.



[Soulja Slim]



Do it like that.



[Mac]



Ya heard me.



[Soulja Slim]



Do it.



[Chorus]



Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall



[Mac--Verse 1]



To make this million I'm bound to left uptown to go get it

Once I get it, I'm a split it with those who I'm commited

Like who, my nigga Wop, my girl Storm and the rest of my click

Everybody else be on some oh you ballin now (you ballin now)

Since you play me closer, I'm a get the toast, oh mark my word

Fuck em, fuck em if they don't know what's happen my rap

If a nigga know me, he don't know me no more

Cause I don't hang in the same streets no more, I gotta condo

I lay low, chill, stay away from shit that get niggas killed

Call me fake then my niggas will say that's trill

Check it, funny high hoes be calling me jiggy now

Cause I gotta little jingle, mingle with the finest and sport diamonds

When I was broke I was skinny and full of shit

Now it ain't nothin for me to pull a bitch

I scratch off and I hear them hoes say he did that

Every bitch I fuck be saying I'm tryin to have your kid Mac

I ain't with that



[Chorus]



Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall



[Soulja Slim]



I'm a try my best not to let these niggas bring me out there

They know you beefing with the ????, and them niggas don't care

Who they kill, and tryin to be a millionare on the real

But I can't a from with that foolishness so I'm a chill

And just pass through the projects that I used to roam in

Tote the black and the steel chrome and holler at trill

niggas like Jim Stone and

No more hangin, no more slangin pearls and crack pieces

No more fucking dog bitches carryin deadly deseases

They burn your dick off, givin you aids through the rubber

I had to settle down with a boss bitch and now that's my lover

She down for a nigga

And when the situation gets heavy she lets loose rounds for a nigga

And if I don't come home she'll come blood hound for a nigga

That's the type of bitch I need, no drink, no smoke, no weed

Hoes label me a hot boy cause I just come home and I don't get D'd

But I'm a boss baby, I like to floss baby

Can I ball yall, can I ball



[Chorus]



Now can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall



[Mac--Verse 2]



Now Soulja Slim, my nigga, my nerve, my partner, my wootay,

my round

My ace, my dog, I was down even when you was on that ground

You camoflauged uptown that was some shit to see

So when they locked you up I continue the legacy

Now all these niggas claiming Soulja is you bout that ball

Would you die for me if a nigga pull up in that tinted car

I think you niggas sitting around waiting on my fall

Let a nigga ball, nigga let a nigga ball



[Chorus]



Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall

Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl

Man fuck yall niggas, if yall was waiting on my fall

Ya heard me, woah



[Soulja Slim]



Now yall understand.

Now you understand.

Macadon and Soulja Slim.

In the process of B-O-O-Cing, ballin out of control.



[Mac]



Bleeding out of control nigga.



[Soulja Slim]



Ya understand.



[Mac]



So uh look, I'm a tell these niggas like this here.

We bout to go get these motherfuckin rolexes shined up nigga.

And go get our chrome shined up.

And we goin ball ya heard me.



[Soulja Slim]



They ain't goin like that.

They don't wanna hear no shit like that.



[Mac]



They ain't goin like that.



[Soulja Slim]



But we ballin out of control though.



[Mac]

Bleeding out of control.

We doin them niggas like that so fuck it.