Dom Kennedy Lyrics, We Ball Lyrics

We Ball – Dom Kennedy feat Kendrick Lamar, Rick Ross & “Uncle” Charlie Wilson

[Intro: Dom Kennedy]
We ball, we drink
F_ck hoes, rock mink
New watch, gold links
She going down, no teeth

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
LA, that’s me
You wanna meet somebody, ask me
You wanna see somebody, ask me
Ay, I tell her let’s get in the back seat
Yo crew, last week
My n_ggas, mad deep
My b_tch, bad piece
Yo b_tch, got bad feet
I pray to God, I never flop
I get a loft, a better spot
Another Rollie, a better watch
I get a plane, and then a yacht
And my haters, let ’em watch
Line ’em up, give ’em shots
Don’t save ’em, just let ’em drop
They said I’d never make it to the top
But we ball, take shots
I won another, it don’t stop
Ya big mouth, a big Glock
I love you all, f_ck the cops

[Bridge: x8]
We ball, bust shots

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Okay, I’m riding through Leimert, my tires in reverse
I’m lost but I know this foreign navigation works
I made a right on King, I seen a couple skirts
I said “b_tch get in but dust them sandals off first”
Okay, I’m doing 105 on 105
Witnesses had said they seen a ball of fire
B_tch I’m tryna president at Jive while you talking jive
All these presidents, won’t be surprised if one came alive
I only f_ck with playas and pimps n_gga
You a created player like Sims n_gga
My cup be filled up to the brim n_gga
Yo b_tch fixing her make-up in my rims n_gga
You just target practice
Everybody say they seen it but nobody know what happened
What happened yesterday baby girl fix your mood
Cause I don’t like my head with some attitude
And I don’t like your legs ‘less they at the roof
Pedicure toward the ceiling, mollys in the cabinet too
Pop, pop, pop, popping p_ssy rather casual
Section 80 paid me ho so this is what I had to do
Ball, I ball
Iphone, million dollar missed calls
I hit the bank, withdrawals
I make her plank, with no drawls
Mothaf_cka I ball

[Outro: Ric Flair]
Just dying for me to go… Woo!