Ball Sack
Get off my ball sack
Haters always gonna crawl back
Acting like I'm gone respond back
My shit way over your head like a jaw strap
This one for my dawgs, yeah
Called your momma a bitch this morning
Then filled my bong up with piss then smoked it
Pulled the thong a chick then broke it
She got all fucking pissed, out spoken
I said nah girl don't trip, girl hold it
Let me talk for minute, I'll go quick
Can I rub my balls on your lip, drenched all in
Sweat after ball from the gym, they soaking
I got a problem a bit, when ever hoes holla for dick
I offer mine quick, then I D them up like I'm Rodman and Pipp
Stopping a pick, I admit sometimes I've lost common sense
My girl wanna go through my texts again
They non existent like Hilarys messages
She wanna be what I represent, settle in
She want everything to be heaven sent
Mad like I hadn't smoked in a day or two
Me and my homies yeah we toke just to make it through
Some niggas hate, they buy pussy through paperview
Now the company know that you into anal too
My lyrics I slay themm they fatal ooo
What's real hip hop and who made the rules?
Can't talk bout sick stuff like slim shady do?
Honestly I've been sayin fuck since the age of two
Get off my ball sack
Haters always gonna crawl back
Acting like I'm gone respond back
My shit way over your head like a jaw strap
This one for my dawgs, yeah
Haters always gonna crawl back
Acting like I'm gone respond back
My shit way over your head like a jaw strap
This one for my dawgs, yeah
Called your momma a bitch this morning
Then filled my bong up with piss then smoked it
Pulled the thong a chick then broke it
She got all fucking pissed, out spoken
I said nah girl don't trip, girl hold it
Let me talk for minute, I'll go quick
Can I rub my balls on your lip, drenched all in
Sweat after ball from the gym, they soaking
I got a problem a bit, when ever hoes holla for dick
I offer mine quick, then I D them up like I'm Rodman and Pipp
Stopping a pick, I admit sometimes I've lost common sense
My girl wanna go through my texts again
They non existent like Hilarys messages
She wanna be what I represent, settle in
She want everything to be heaven sent
Mad like I hadn't smoked in a day or two
Me and my homies yeah we toke just to make it through
Some niggas hate, they buy pussy through paperview
Now the company know that you into anal too
My lyrics I slay themm they fatal ooo
What's real hip hop and who made the rules?
Can't talk bout sick stuff like slim shady do?
Honestly I've been sayin fuck since the age of two
Get off my ball sack
Haters always gonna crawl back
Acting like I'm gone respond back
My shit way over your head like a jaw strap
This one for my dawgs, yeah
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Writer(s): Izzy Davis
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