Ball Drop Lyrics - Fabolous

Well in juts about 15 seconds from now, it'll be 1990. We're gathered down below as we say goodbye to 1989. The ball is moving, the crowd sees it, you can hear 'em. Oh can you ever heard 'em. They know when it hits the bottom it'll be 1990, goodbye to the 80's 

Happy new year! 

Whoa whoa whoa 

(Haan 

Change is good for everybody) 

Montana) 

(Haan) 

When that hate don't work they start telling lies 

Baby work, go on bust it wide 

It's that new money, let the drugs dry 

I cut my bitch off when the ball drop 

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Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

I just don't know why 

Hating hoes ain't happy 

And happy hoes ain't hatin' 

Better check the situation 

I could fix your situation 

Whoa whoa whoa 

I cut them bitches off when the ball drop 

New money, new year, then the call dropped 

(New money, new year, let them drugs drop 

Cut them niggas off when the ball drop 

Cause them real niggas ain't [?] 

And them hatin' niggas ain't real 

And baby I could help your situation 

No top smokin' medication) 

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This the new year resolution 

We gotta be the winners cause the rest is losin' 

I told em get money, that's the best solution 

When you do, wear your rocket like you rest in Houston 

When niggas throw my style I ain't stressed to boostin' 

It's time to make more money, less excuses 

My old bitch on death row, it's time for execution 

My new bitch is bad ass, she the best since Boosie 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

I just don't know why 

12 o' clock in the [?] drop 

Cut them niggas off when the ball drops 

Young boy, hot head in the soft top 

Cause when them shots ain't ringin' you can't call shots 

Mix some white and brown on the corner strap 

Might be the Mike Brown, where you rollin' at 

[?] hundred on the Lincoln 

3 quarter [?] blew the tank off [?] 

Niggas scared to play it like Richard Mellor 

I hope I never Tom Heller, die 

Scramble like a gold fiend (dope fiend) 

Keep your head up like your nose bleedin' 

But right here got 30 ounce left on 

On that left lane nigga with a bitch form 

I just don't know why 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

I just don't know why 

When that hate don't work they start telling lies 

Baby work, go on bust it wide 

It's that new money, let the drugs dry 

I cut my bitch off when the ball drop 

Hating hoes ain't happy 

And happy hoes ain't hatin' 

Better check the situation 

I could fix your situation 

Whoa whoa whoa 

I cut them bitches off when the ball drop 

New money, new year, then the call dropped 

(New money, new year, let them drugs drop 

Cut them niggas off when the ball drop 

Cause them real niggas ain't [?] 

And them hatin' niggas ain't real 

And baby I could help your situation 

No top smokin' medication) 

Cuttin' off hoes when the ball drop 

Ridin' with my woes til' the casket drop 

Quiet for you suckas, hear a pin drop 

I buy this mother fucker like the price drop 

Shawty bag it up, let that ass drop 

Mommy killin' em, [?] tear drop 

Bitch I'm on fire, need to stop drop 

Nigga this the flow that got your artist dropped 

Heard he was a rat, heard he done dropped 

Hit em in the head, watch the body drop 

Dollars coming down like rain drops 

New year, new money, nigga ball drop 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

Haan 

(Whoa whoa whoa) 

I just don't know why