Ball Lyrics - Fredo Santana

Ball on these niggas mane like there's no tomorrow 

Got a couple bad bitches on me, I don't even call 

Call my choppa Queen Latifah cause I'm 'bout to set it off 

Real trap nigga man, I done sold it all 

Marble floors, no beat down roaches on my wall 

Remember going to school broke with holes in my drawers 

Now I got 'em Gucci drawers with a 1000 bitches to call 

Now I'm that nigga man, who would ever thought 

Now I'm that nigga man, who would ever thought 

Who would ever thought mane who would ever thought 

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Wack niggas be loony tunes, I will shoot at any goon 

These little niggas, y'all can't fit up in my shoes 

Y'all know I carry big old tools, I go by them big old rules 

I can teach ya ass off even though I dropped out of school 

I don't speak for fucking nothing, have my shooters shoot at you 

If there's beef or something, I don't do what rappers do 

In the trap, I'm trapping fool, want a pound? I'm taxing you 

Want a brick? I'm taxing you but try to rob, I'm clapping you 

Say you a street nigga but in jail giving up your food? 

Boy you ain't a street nigga, who the fuck you trying to fool? 

10 bands on your head just to get my shorty's something to do 

More like free Money and 'em cause I'ma pull up too 

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Ball on these niggas mane like there's no tomorrow 

Got a couple bad bitches on me, I don't even call 

Call my choppa Queen Latifah cause I'm 'bout to set it off 

Real trap nigga man, I done sold it all 

Marble floors, no beat down roaches on my wall 

Remember going to school broke with holes in my drawers 

Now I got 'em Gucci drawers with a 1000 bitches to call 

Now I'm that nigga man, who would ever thought 

Now I'm that nigga man, who would ever thought 

Who would ever thought mane who would ever thought 

Ever since my pops died, no father figure 

4 years later, lost my brother, mission harder nigga 

Now I'm 15 with a strapped out 30 

Me and little Waka catch you slippin', do you dirty 

Came a long way from So Icy to the Squad 

Bitch who with me to chop some shit apart 

Momma was a hustler, daddy was a killer 

Added up my options but this pistol felt more realer 

So I'ma ball on 'em like there's no tomorrow 

Ball on 'em like there's no tomorrow 

I might just set it off, all in the car 

100 rounds, all in the car 

Ball on these niggas mane like there's no tomorrow 

Got a couple bad bitches on me, I don't even call 

Call my choppa Queen Latifah cause I'm 'bout to set it off 

Real trap nigga man, I done sold it all 

Marble floors, no beat down roaches on my wall 

Remember going to school broke with holes in my drawers 

Now I got 'em Gucci drawers with a 1000 bitches to call 

Now I'm that nigga man, who would ever thought 

Now I'm that nigga man, who would ever thought 

Who would ever thought mane who would ever thought