Throw me the ball and watch me I do with it We got Bow Wow in the My man Lil' Zane, Wayne, Sammie sang to me
1: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by Strike two, right your eyes Pitch three, ones to the wall Ain't no fun like a game of
[Verse 1: Bow Wow] I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back) Cause they know I'm the over-the-wall of dog So many back to back hits they me little Sammie Sosa gum, cards and all the posters Y'all know how I roast ya when it's time to On the field, on the court, any hot beat And break, and you know it when you see clone And right now that's all I see going on, at me time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy If your team is better mine, you gotta show me Really gotta beat me, really trash talk Mistreat me, and send my back home Cause I don't know loose to Matter fact, I never lost at all I'm playing Hardball (that's right) So, if you on the mound about to to me Understand I'm like Griffey, I 'em to the wall
2: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by Strike two, right your eyes three, oh I got you out a doubt, I got you out Strike one, got you by Strike two, right before your Pitch three, ones to the wall Ain't no fun like a game of
[Verse 2: Zane] This goes out to jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen radio rock It's preferred, I be choosey with all my words Throwing at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb I left 'em a word, a ball or with a curve Happy sliding home, telling them friends in the third Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was And true, girl listen When it comes to this they call me Zane McGuire That other kid was a mark, so I made him retire See, we all got a base, and we our own But when I come up to bat, we all going come And our fans cheers us, cause they know what the going Out of the and into your automobile And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change I'm in the dug with my out player game over
2: (Sammie)]
[Verse 3: Wayne] Listen, listen, They call me Wheezy Rodriguez You know I'm you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at Pitch on the like Nolan Ryan To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets Watch the game, get you wife in the My watch, my chain, and my Cost That way I never cheap talk And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me daddy And she gladly, loves the way daddy batty, yeah baby Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I don't share So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothing here, Catch me throwing an in the latest Bentley Going out, and never hit a foul, a Hot Guy Don't hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the And after the game we gone meet up dark
2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]
Lil' Bow Wow, Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my