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Ball William Song

of earth for a markin' stone Two miles of earth for a markin' stone In the town of Spring Hill you don't sleep easy Often the Earth will tremble and

I gotta catch my crew They left last night in the bus around two The plane's a small one, no fun at all Bouncin' round the air like a tennis ball When

up Make her bounce that shit, when you found that bitch She was layin' on the ground, panties down Six chicks with a trash bag of money, tryna count that shit Never will

My head's in the game But my heart's in the song She makes this feel so right Should I go for this? Ya better shake it Should I take the ball down the

but now I'm back again I'm 'bout my paper like a motherfucking scratch and win World Series attitude, champagne bottle life Nothing ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow night I will

, I'm not just talking awards, homie And the balls in my court and it's lonely On top of the world when you're the only One with the balls and your shorts

by now and the fire from the ice Now will you come with me, won't you come with me? Whoa oh, what I want to know, will you come with me? Sister, well

's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang Come on, y'all wanna floss wit' us 'Cause all across the ball we burn it

wear the thong thong thong (come on), Ooh your butt's dry can't you win, And you know another brother will stand for it, It's like a wrecking ball,