Throw me the ball and watch me what I do it We got Bow Wow in the My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie to me
1: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by Strike two, right your eyes three, this ones to the wall Ain't no fun a game of Hardball
[Verse 1: Bow Wow] When I step to the the outfielders get back (back) they know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog So many to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa gum, cards and all the posters Y'all know how I roast ya when time to compete On the field, on the court, any hot beat And break, and you know it you see your clone And now that's all I see going on, holla at me Game time, all I think is bringing home the trophy If your team is better mine, you gotta show me Really gotta beat me, really trash talk me, and send my squad back home Cause I don't know to much Matter fact, I ain't never at all When I'm playing (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, before your eyes Pitch three, this to the wall Ain't no fun a game of Hardball
2: Lil' Zane] This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, the pop Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making rock It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb I left 'em a word, a fast ball or a curve Happy home, telling them friends that's in the third ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false And what's true, listen When it to this game they call me Zane McGuire That other kid was just a mark, so I made him 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 the drill going Out of the and into your automobile And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, you spent your change over I'm in the dug with my out player game over
2: (Sammie)]
[Verse 3: Lil' Listen, listen, They me young Wheezy Rodriguez You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya And I keep the bat swinging, swinging that at iron Pitch on the like Nolan Ryan To bad for TV, you see me I'm riding the streets I'm a hustler, people, my life in the Watch the game, get you wife in the My watch, my chain, and my teeth That way I never cheap talk And I my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy And she gladly, the way that daddy batty, yeah baby Whezzy Wee is a baby, and I don't share babies So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothing here, Catch me an eighty in the latest Bentley Going out, and Whezzy 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 after
[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]
Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie The Little Rascals, and me y'all my name