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 before eyes Pitch three, this ones to the Ain't no fun like a game of
[Verse 1: Lil' Bow When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back) Cause know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog So many back to back hits they call me little Sammie Bubble gum, and all the posters Y'all know how I ya when it's time to compete On the field, on the court, any hot beat And break, and you it when you see your clone And right now that's all I see going on, at me Game time, all I think about is home the trophy If your team is better mine, you really gotta me Really beat me, really gotta trash talk Mistreat me, and my squad back home Cause I don't loose to much Matter fact, I ain't never 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 keep 'em to the
2: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by Strike two, before your eyes three, oh I got you out a doubt, I got you out Strike one, got you by two, right before your eyes Pitch three, ones to the wall Ain't no fun like a of Hardball
[Verse 2: Lil' 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 usually preferred, I be choosey all my words eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb I 'em a word, a fast ball or with a curve Happy sliding home, telling them friends that's in the ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false And what's true, listen it comes to this game they call me Zane McGuire That kid was just a mark, so I made him retire See, we all got a base, and we our own But I come up to bat, we all going come home 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, that you your change over I'm in the dug with my out player game over
2: (Sammie)]
[Verse 3: Lil' Listen, listen, They call me Wheezy Rodriguez You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya And I keep the chrome bat swinging, that at iron Pitch on the block Nolan Ryan To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm riding the I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets the game, get you wife in the sheets My watch, my chain, and my Cost way I will never cheap talk And I call my mommy sweat heart, she me sweet daddy And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, baby Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I don't babies So if you searchin for some bitch nothing here, baby Catch me throwing an in the latest Bentley Going out, and Whezzy hit a foul, a Hot Guy hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the park And after the we gone meet up after dark
2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]
Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my