our right shoe I wear my ball cap to hide my big eyes You wear your black dress to hide your big thighs Oh, baby, baby, I'll lose my ball cap Well,
in our right shoe." I wear my ball cap to hide my big eyes You wear your black dress to hide your big thighs Oh, baby, baby, I'll lose my ball cap Well
foot in our right shoe." I wear my ball cap to hide my big eyes You wear your black dress to hide your big thighs Oh, baby, baby, I'll lose my ball cap
me a chance, I can put you in a trance the way I dance . But don't nobody wanna play with me so I'm taking my ball and going home (home). [Verse 1]
love to hate Cause I talk shit and down the eight-ball Cause I don’t fake you’re begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off And
a gun Heard Snoop Dogg now wants to bust a cap Guns don't kill people, it's just rap One, two, yo, face my shoe My name's Mike Balls and I'm coming
get 'em lay 'em up Some where, we cap spinnin', you ain't get it Hospital rehab He alright, one to the chest, to the knee cap I?ma keep it raw so you
I've burned a bridge, I've burned a whole town 'Cause I'm mother fuckin' fortified I tell the truth or just gilded lie And then I charge like a bull with his balls
play with me But if you just give me a chance I can put you in a trance, the way I dance But don't nobody wanna play with me So I'm taking my ball and
all i see is green but my eyes so red and all i do is win got a room full of clouds bout to take another shot but I'm used to the fouls i ball it you
on point, Hev I'm on point, Pun You on point, Ball I'm on point what? You on point, Hev I'm on point, Pun You on point, Ball I'm on point what? You
stick it on me I started smoking to prove I'm an adult Now it's a habt but is it all my fault I wished my mother would have told me the truth 'Cause now
A P Play me, you crazy and your mother ass fat So I laid her on her stomach Bust your brothers on her back Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw specialist
take it all run it all Actually there's a front it all lemme talk to y'all Done it all y'all ain't even begun to ball Winter, spring, summer, fall The
ya love to hate 'Cause I talk shit and down the eight ball 'Cause I don't fake you're begging I fall off The crossover might as well cut them balls off