Luyện nghe bài hát I JUS WANNA BALL

(Intro talk)

Aye man my name or whatever you want to call me
Doing everything they we couldn't
(Ball!, yeah!)
Fresh, you know what im saying
Fortune Fabalon, man, haters,
(Baby I just ball!)
We been doing for years man, Me, Fame, Feady
You know what I'm saying, Mo, Big Pauly,
Just basically a good time you know what I mean!

(Versus One)

(Ball!)
Welcome to the though
I ain't mollies
I'm to the dough doe
I'm into mommies that no abla English what so
But know just how to work to keep you focus on dat
Keep you on stack up
Get your racks on up
Sh*t, I keep a hater for motivation to act up
Got a burner on my now
Jus for up
Just in them brand new haters trip and want to act up
Swear for God I this
Swear for God I do
Swear for God with one at the money I get to it
for God them busters knock my hustle all I do is
Chopper, Chopper, down block until
I feel they
F*ck you ni**as
get back to the money
Hash tag Puerto women coconut and sunny
Hash tag and all we know it getting money
me player can you blame me?
What you me looking bummy?

(Chorus)

Baby I just ball! (yeah!)
Hope you feel like (yeah!)
We could creep and crawl as long as you freaking me right (yeah!)
You got on them draws
What you to play a Gee like
I'd rather a lost then get caught up with a flea like, (yeah!) be like
I wanna ball (yeah!)
that's what you gone do (yeah!)
Cause me I got to get paper stacking
you won't do (yeah!)
These Boys known to be some bad where we from fool (yeah!)
So I got to keep up with the traffic, so I lose
I just ball!

(Verse Two)

I tell you ni**as one
Fresh
You ni**as come stains
pathetic
Your is dumb lame
Disappointment and
description how you run things
Me I'm on the
Acapulco,
You can catch me in the west, whether or that Ingle
You better spec
Hate to spill it over ego, cause your upset
negro playing hero
Tell momma God bless
That's what a do
We do we want
You do sh*t you to do
Who the are you
I we be Fabaloing
And we gone, get it, get it, sell it, it
Till the morning, yall you up and
We running round and punk
You ni**as at home counting sheep that
While a real player never wasting his
I don't, ever, to, be a, lame, a**, ni**a, so I
Get it, Get it, Get it, Get it, Get it, Get it, Get it, yeah!

(Chorus)

I just wanna ball! (yeah!)
Hope that you feel (yeah!)
We could creep and crawl just as long as you freaking me (yeah!)
You still got on them
What you trying to a Gee like
I'd rather take a lost then get caught up with a flea like, (yeah!) be
I wanna ball (yeah!)
Hope that's you gone do (yeah!)
Cause me I got to get this paper
What you do (yeah!)
These Boys known to be some bad actors we from fool (yeah!)
So I got to keep up with the traffic, so I don't
I wanna ball!

(Vamp)

(I wanna Ball!)
We, or nothing at all
We, ball, or at all
(Baby I just Ball!)
We, ball or at all
We, ball, or at all
(Baby I wanna Ball!)
We, or nothing at all
We, ball, or at all
(Baby I just Ball!)
We, or nothing at all
We, ball, or at all