lirik lagu ball like the c’s – jr specs
[intro]
yuh, uh
yeah, one time
yeah, yuh
[verse 1: jr specs ]
take ‘em back to grades
feel the dirt now i’m spitting sh*t
he couldn’t see me like bird box
straight ahead, i can turn when the world stops
working with the words in the motherf*cking workshop
and your kid seen your town, seen ya turned up
oh, i’ll get it, the cell phone ringing in the middle of the woods like how’d you get service, hey
group sitting in the first row of churches, hey
mickie*d, brown bag for the breakfast
working with the th*rns was super effective
ever since pokemon the dude been electric
oh this sh*t fire, go escape to the exit, ooh
little bit of sugar in your cape, too fake dope
but you got a sweet tooth, me too
nah, i can see a price on your wall
something to the devil when he call, man, shame on you
when i heard your sh*t i said, deja vu
seen it before, y’all cannot sleep
i can just snore, you could do less
i could do more, i can do sh*t you cannot do
if they go up, might be the boys in the blue
couldn’t be me, no not a chance
i play my song and then she do her dance
[chorus: jr specs ]
kicking under the bed like ta*da
imma make her disappear like voila
slide on a shortie like cha*cha
then i dip with your shortie like, “sup, brah?”
gotta stay moving in the blue state
but i ball like the c’s, baby, touche
don’t sleep on me, baby, tune in
you got your parents on the rim saying, “who’s this?”
[verse 2: michael christmas]
aww, yeah
want some bands in the passenger, then grab it
make money disappear faster than magic
y’all pay for your team, yeah, you b*st*rds, you magic
the way i beat beats, that’s tragic
i melt these b*tches like plastic
i’m just like poppy
i say i see nothing, what happened?
level up, freezer get beat by vegeta
two joints a piece, some hen in a 2 litre
i’m drunk off this cook, run a five hundred metre
spanish girl, i say look at me like “la mita”
kicking the homies out, martin & gina
in them red pumps as she dunk on my p*n*s
like the opposite, the underachievers
first gpa was a 0.2
dante snuck out just to dance on the roof
dropped out and now timmy turner come true
[chorus: jr specs & michael christmas]
kicking under the bed like ta*da
imma make her disappear like voila (ooh!)
slide on a shortie like cha*cha (cha*cha!)
then i dip with your shortie like, “sup, brah?”
gotta stay moving in the blue state
but i ball like the c’s, baby, touche
don’t sleep on me, baby, tune in
you got your parents on the rim saying, “who’s this?”
tell ‘em i don’t know
[outro]
that’s perfect, exactly what i needed
f*ck that sh*t, real ni**as f*ck with jealous**
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