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Meek Mill

Genres: Hip-Hop

Ball Player Lyrics - Meek Mill

That, that, that, that, that, that be Maaly Raw! 

 

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Pulled off in an Aston, ten hoes in a mansion 

Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic 

They don't wanna go to college but the brain intelligent 

Make me wanna do the Heisman when I drink the right medicine 

Ball player, ball player, crib in the Himalayas 

Put my bitch in the streets, you put your bitch on the shelves 

Big weight, fish scales, blue bird in the mail 

Feelin' like Blue's Clues, here come the mail, I wanna yell 

 

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Yeah, fuck up a check (fuck it up) 

I might go flood the Patek 

I'm at the jeweler, 200 in cash 

I tell that nigga to bust at my neck 

I'm with your bitch and she bustin' it down 

Bustin' it open, we bustin' at necks 

I let it go when I bust in her mouth 

She come in the kitchen, you love her to death (ew) 

Kickin' that shit like Bruce Lee 

Zone, zone, zone, no 2, 3 

I won't fuck her sushi 

Stacking that paper like loose leaf 

Pull up in the hood, we too deep 

Big Maybach, like 'scuse me 

My friends dead like Uzi's 

I don't play with no goofies, hell no! 

 

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Pulled off in an Aston, ten hoes in a mansion 

Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic 

They don't wanna go to college but the brain intelligent 

Make me wanna do the Heisman when I drink the right medicine 

Ball player, ball player, crib in the Himalayas 

Put my bitch in the streets, you put your bitch on the shelves 

Big weight, fish scales, blue bird in the mail 

Feelin' like Blue's Clues, here come the mail, I wanna yell 

 

Pickin' up dope with the U-Haul (dope) 

Wrist cold like Utah (burr) 

Waterboy, foosball (water) 

Waterboy, foosball (let's go) 

I bet you niggas can't re-up (no) 

Swimmin' in dope with my knees up (dope) 

Migo gang, streets need us 

DreamChasers, streets need us 

Put that pot in that stove, watch it come back yay 

Keep your eye on that road, when you're pushin' yay 

Extra percent for my assassin 

Tell my shooters, "Do 'em nasty" 

No witness, no evidence (no evidence) 

Put 'em all in a casket 

 

Pulled off in an Aston, ten hoes in a mansion 

Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic 

They don't wanna go to college but their brain intelligent 

Make me wanna do the Heisman when drink the right medicine 

Ball player, ball player, crib in the Himalayas 

Put my bitch in the streets, you put your bitch on the shelves 

Big weight, fish scales, blue bird in the mail 

Feelin' like Blue's Clues, here come the mail, I wanna yell 

 

Here come the mail, I wanna yell 

Here come the mail, I wanna yell 

Here come the mail, I wanna yell 

Here come the mail, I wanna yell 

 

Gang, gang, woo! 

Shipping them packs through the FedEx 

Send it, just give me ya address 

Handling shipping, we charge you 

Price up and down like it's NASDAQ 

Scoop a supermodel in the Murcielago 

Hit her, make her take a cab back 

You put your bitch on shelf nigga 

I make my hoe bring that cash back 

Put that Pyrex on the stove 

Water whip, 28 jump, yeah 

Trap house boomin, Feds at the door 

Nigga like, "What do they want?", yeah 

We shooting dice on a PJ 

I put ya bitch in a 3 way 

I hit her up for the replay 

And she bring it back like a DJ 

 

Pulled off in an Aston, ten hoes in a mansion 

Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic 

They don't wanna go to college but their brain intelligent 

Make me wanna do the Heisman when drink the right medicine 

Ball player, ball player, crib in the Himalayas 

Put my bitch in the streets, you put your bitch on the shelves 

Big weight, fish scales, blue bird in the mail 

Feelin' like Blue's Clues, here come the mail, I wanna yell 

Pulled off in an Aston, ten hoes in a mansion 

Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic 

They don't wanna go to college but their brain intelligent 

Make me wanna do the Heisman when drink the right medicine 

Ball player, ball player, crib in the Himalayas 

Put my bitch in the streets, you put your bitch on the shelves 

Big weight, fish scales, blue bird in the mail 

Feelin' like Blue's Clues, here come the mail, I wanna yell 

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