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BALL (Explicit) - Zebbo
Lyrics by：Zebbo
Composed by：Zebbo
I'm gon' let it shine this little light of mine
I'm gon' let it shine let it shine ay
Light I'm gon' let it shine
Livin' and grindin' hustlin' and trappin' light
Ay I'm gon' let it shine oh
Let's get the money money
The bands bands the racks racks the cash ay
Whatever it's called ay ay let's get it all
F**k these haters f**k 'em
These lames ay these snakes
These b***hes what else
F**k 12 and the law show these n***as how to ball
Let's get the paper paper the skrilla skrilla
The loot loot the guap ay
Whatever it's called ay ay let's get it all
F**k these haters f**k 'em
These lames these snakes these b***hes what else
F**k 12 and the law show these n***as how to ball
Only you know what you been through
Heart colder than an igloo
Time to stand on my own two feet
That's what men do
If that's my dog
Then I'ma hold 'em down llike a friend do
I got 'em homie
I'm finna shake the town with a pencil
Hating on me where that get you
N***a I always been official
Got a magazine for any
Hating n***a who want an issue
I'm just here to get this money
Let's just turn it up a little
I put these hoes on pause
To that money I continue
Mash the gas tell them n***as speed up
Got my foot on they neck and I won't ease up
And I don't mean to flex but they can't keep up
Let 'em get next 'cause n***a we up
Tellin' you now zebbo he tough
Still hoes down G's up and I'm hungry for success
Give me a plate I'm gon' eat up for real
If they ever try to play you
Tell 'em put that s**t on pause
Show the world what I'm about
Reason why I wrote this song
If them n***as say they balling
Don't you do that s**t all wrong
Remember it's money over b***hes
Keep your family over all
Let's get the money money
The bands bands the racks racks the cash ay
Whatever it's called ay ay let's get it all
F**k these haters f**k 'em
These lames ay these snakes
These b***hes what else
F**k 12 and the law show these n***as how to ball
Let's get the paper paper
The skrilla skrilla
The loot loot the guap ay
Whatever it's called ay ay let's get it all
F**k these haters f**k 'em
These lames these snakes
These b***hes what else
F**k 12 and the law show these n***as how to ball
Momma mad because son ain't go to college
Go to college
I told her momma
Let's not worry 'cause I got it what else
M-money is the object racks I got to stay on top it
Learned that from my brother bandz
And always kept that in my knowledge bro
He too cool yeah he too modest
She tryna get beside us
Got an a*s just like minaj's
And I'm trying to get behind her behind her
The gang gang she chose chose
It ain't the same he cold cold
I might be faded I'm gone
But still it never break that cold
I hit the studio hit record
N***as heard I spit that raw
If you was looking for a n***a
You might find me in her draws
Yeah she wanted me to cuff
Too bad I can't f**k with the laws
Remember it's money over b***hes
Keep your family over all
I'ma go hard for my family
I'ma go hard for my dogs
Keep s**t nothing but a hundred
I'ma give this here my all
Middle finger to a hater middle finger to the law
Do this s**t here for the city
Show these n***as how to ball
Let's get the money money
