Schools out, its time to ball.
Know you want me to fall
You an amateur, they wanna pro to call
Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
And inequality, .... still we ball our fists,
Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall
I salute you like cinderella at the ball.
Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all
*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball
I like my girls skinny with brains
And burst in a ball of flames
Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball
Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all
Now pass me the rock, and i'm bout to ball
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
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