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DJ Khaled feat. Jim Jones & Schife
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It started with some packs, and a cup of gold
Link up with my dogs, took over the block
And then we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Now we run the city, motherfuck the law
Push the latest cars, cause we move a lot of raw
And so we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
I started from an ounce, I stretched that to 42
Flipped that to shorty blue, took that to the sported coupe
Now, I could get it for a 23, so shorty give me 42
And what the fuck you gon do? Ball
I'm all for it like Brandon Roy
Long story short, let's fast forward to the brand new toy
My jewelry loud, muh'fuckers can't stand the noise
My chain swing like the hands on Floyd, dammit boy
Yeah, muh'fuckers wanna shoot my brains out
Tell these niggas catch me, I'm in the coupe with my braids out
They said the summer with the roof was kinda played out
So I told the dealer keep the ceiling on my way out
It started with some packs, and a cup of gold
Link up with my dogs, took over the block
And then we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Now we run the city, motherfuck the law
Push the latest cars, cause we move a lot of raw
And so we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
I'm gaining on 'em, guess who's getting famous on 'em?
Private planing on 'em, buy cars, no payments on 'em
I ball with guns, I'm a rain this on 'em
It's all for fun, we flood the necklace with the saints up on 'em
Tell BIG them 700s, we still waiting on 'em
The weather man, we make it snow, we cocainin' on 'em
We make them bitches melt when they see me out
With them fly cars you faggot niggas dream about
I'm spilling champagne on my dress clothes
I'm a need a scarf before my chain give me chest colds
I got these bitches ducking dick like Sheryl Swoopes
When they see me pull to the spot with like several coupes
It started with some packs, and a cup of gold
Link up with my dogs, took over the block
And then we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Now we run the city, motherfuck the law
Push the latest cars, cause we move a lot of raw
And so we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
We fly to hot spots when New York is chilly
So I be dropping drop tops when New York is chilly
Silly, you know you eating when you could cough up millis
Really, the cars at least cost a quarter milli
You know the lifestyle, back and forth flights out
Spending money nights out, 'til the Lord say it's lights out
My top all off, it's called indecent nudity
And even with the lights all off, you can still see the jewelry
It started with some packs, and a cup of gold
Link up with my dogs, took over the block
And then we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Now we run the city, motherfuck the law
Push the latest cars, cause we move a lot of raw
And so we
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball
Uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball, uhh, ball