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Wanna Ball Video (MV)




Performed By: BigHomie ET
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: Eric Tucker




BigHomie ET - Wanna Ball Lyrics




You know I keep a few pistols when I slide
You Need to chill out all that bitching kill my vibe
Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

She just wanna walk in giseppes, flexing
New Burberry, with the red bottoms stepping
Fendi swimsuits, use her looks as a weapon
Balenciagos on for the hoes who be messy

Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

Had to shoot my shot like curry, stephen
Pussy so good need a second helping
We be kicking shit like David Beckham
You schooling these hoes like college lessons

Light skin, thick, so you know she a blessing
She hate it when them hoes on my line texting
I just wanna see you one more time naked
Backwood straight to the dome, face it

I got a bitch always mad but that ass hella fat so I had to hit it from the back
Tryna compare me to niggas, Finessing with Killers, Might f*ck around and overlap
Shake ya hand if I f*ck with ya, if I don't deal with ya, you can't even really get the dap
My hittaz stay with pistols, we aiming like missiles, it's nun to get a nigga zapped

Used to shoot dice with gorillas, I ain't Bryson tiller, don't do that no more I used crap
I f*cked yo bitch cause she feel us, she sending me pictures, ET ddt her off the ramp

She think a nigga slipping getting trapped,
Soon as I see her, busting in her gap
My niggas slangin, we don't really rap
I got yo Bitch on me like a app

You know I keep a few pistols when I slide
You Need to chill out all that bitching kill my vibe
Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

She just wanna walk in giseppes, flexing
New Burberry, with the red bottoms stepping
Fendi swimsuits, use her looks as a weapon
Balenciagos on for the hoes who be messy

Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

Let's hit the mall and ball
F*ck all the laws, and f*ck all ya flaws girl you looking right
Just my type, f*ck all the clout and f*ck all the hype yeah baby you know,
I can't go, out like a hoe,l
Most these hoes on the bold
See my neck and wrist froze, I'm chose, I know one day I'll be the goat (yeah baby)

You know I keep a few pistols when I slide
You Need to chill out all that bitching kill my vibe
Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

She just wanna walk in giseppes, flexing
New Burberry, with the red bottoms stepping
Fendi swimsuits, use her looks as a weapon
Balenciagos on for the hoes who be messy

Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up
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You know I keep a few pistols when I slide
You Need to chill out all that bitching kill my vibe
Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

She just wanna walk in giseppes, flexing
New Burberry, with the red bottoms stepping
Fendi swimsuits, use her looks as a weapon
Balenciagos on for the hoes who be messy

Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

Had to shoot my shot like curry, stephen
Pussy so good need a second helping
We be kicking shit like David Beckham
You schooling these hoes like college lessons

Light skin, thick, so you know she a blessing
She hate it when them hoes on my line texting
I just wanna see you one more time naked
Backwood straight to the dome, face it

I got a bitch always mad but that ass hella fat so I had to hit it from the back
Tryna compare me to niggas, Finessing with Killers, Might f*ck around and overlap
Shake ya hand if I f*ck with ya, if I don't deal with ya, you can't even really get the dap
My hittaz stay with pistols, we aiming like missiles, it's nun to get a nigga zapped

Used to shoot dice with gorillas, I ain't Bryson tiller, don't do that no more I used crap
I f*cked yo bitch cause she feel us, she sending me pictures, ET ddt her off the ramp

She think a nigga slipping getting trapped,
Soon as I see her, busting in her gap
My niggas slangin, we don't really rap
I got yo Bitch on me like a app

You know I keep a few pistols when I slide
You Need to chill out all that bitching kill my vibe
Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

She just wanna walk in giseppes, flexing
New Burberry, with the red bottoms stepping
Fendi swimsuits, use her looks as a weapon
Balenciagos on for the hoes who be messy

Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

Let's hit the mall and ball
F*ck all the laws, and f*ck all ya flaws girl you looking right
Just my type, f*ck all the clout and f*ck all the hype yeah baby you know,
I can't go, out like a hoe,l
Most these hoes on the bold
See my neck and wrist froze, I'm chose, I know one day I'll be the goat (yeah baby)

You know I keep a few pistols when I slide
You Need to chill out all that bitching kill my vibe
Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up

She just wanna walk in giseppes, flexing
New Burberry, with the red bottoms stepping
Fendi swimsuits, use her looks as a weapon
Balenciagos on for the hoes who be messy

Every bitch wanna baller
Baby let's hit the mall up
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Writer: Eric Tucker
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