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Текст песни Da Brat - Ball Game

Da Brat - Ball Game слова песни

[Da Brat talking]Shut cho` ass up girl, ha haYa know, I bought me some diamondsShow em` what cha` bought meYa know, I`ll show myself off, ya dig ha ha haThey hate me, ya know they gon` hate me, ha ha oh Lord[Hook x2]Take me out to the ballgameSpend no small changeNow show me off to the people in the crowd manI like big thangs[Verse 1]This chick here gets thicker each yearAnd I have no fear, what I spit in yo earMommie dearest keepin` it clean and clearMy home base, stick it to ya face and to ya rearWe veer to the left, whyCause that`s how So So Def rideWe run the streets from A-T-L to ChiWe leaves no traces, we just glideLay back and switch side to sideWe choke on hay all day in the middle of the barnIt seems you want me to be the lady under ya armWell I`ll consider it, maybeShow me ya tongue babyAnd i`m sure that I could make it all gravyAll bases gotta be loadedSo I can slide on in, in a Bentley, Benz, or my RoverTake me out and be my CasanovaLike Levert, and I might convert just to hold ya[Hook x2][Verse 2]Buy me some peanuts and Cracker JacksI don`t care if I never get backI`ma root, root, root for my home teamCause we always win and it`s a shameThat it`s one, two, three strikes for youAt the old ballgameCome on, bet against So So Def, forget itYour chances of winningIs lookin` itty bitty so stop grinnin`You just diggin` a deeper ditchYou hidin` in the dugout from the feature chickI`ll put cha` lights out, pitch fast or slowCollabo, So So, whatever I spit onIs goin` goin goneI`m Sammy Sosa on the vocalsAnd white socks and afros are my accessories, worth a fortunePlease believe if ya checkin` for meI got wants and needs that consist of big thangs baby[Hook x2][Verse 3]Let me tell ya bout So SoYou should thank me, I`m no jokeLike the YankeesI`m so funky, that it`s stankieMy wrist so chunkyThat people stare at it and be like naw, it can`t beBut it is and it shall be forever moreJ.D. made me wealthy, now I chase the doughYou can`t help me if ya paper lowIf you broke it`s unhealthy, we can`t growI`ma be on my own these daysIf you don`t like it you can go awayRelocate, it`s OK, hit the pavementI`m Chicago Cub`n it and Atlanta Brave`n itThis is my covenant, you can not invade itAnd I cannot be fadedSo try to just eradicate it from ya brainGo get a job at the hot dog standI need big thangs boo, you don`t like thatI don`t give a fuck, fuck you[Hook x6][Da Brat talking]Game right, hit cha` a home runStrike out a few times, it`s all goodYou gon` learn something like thatYa know what I`m sayin`Hit all three of them basesAnd swing it on home babySo So Def styel, Brat-tat-tatHardball, J to the DYa dig

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