BALL LIKE ME TOO

Diamonds are forever (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They are all I need to please me, they can

Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah

Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah

Diamonds is forever, 'less you go broke and sell 'em
Plain Jane, Presi', con game, pop a level
Trip right off the edges, come together under pressure
Acetone spritzer, dirty Sprite sipper

Finsta looking at my old thot pictures, think I miss her
Who decides war? White tee in the trenches
Pounds in the mail truck, meet 'fore he deliver
Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my shipments

Off all December's, niggas run off in a Christmas
You knew before you did it, gotta live with them decisions
I don't go off potential, either it is or it isn't
Ain't shit personal, it's business, I'm a boss, so I ain't tripping

Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah

Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
Get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah

Yeah, I ain't nothing like 'em dudes, baby, don't get it confused
A hunnid, all blues, how you want it? You can choose
My chains sit in the dark, like the stars and the moon
Don't get woozy from these fumes, crack the window in the room

A boss and a goon, what you get depend on you
They fake, don't be fooled, my weight sits there too
It's H and that juice, and that's straight to the moon
My face ain't my mood, I'm a snake in a suit

I been quit caring 'bout it since it ain't shit to prove
I been quit hearing 'bout em since I spanked they lil' dudes
I can't book her plane ticket if she ain't sending nudes
You go against me, lose, I got evidence to prove

Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah

Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo' shit together, you can ball like me too, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): George A. Stone Iii, Eric Fernandez, Shirley Bassey
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