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Soulja Boy - Play Ball Lyrics

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Soulja Boy Play Ball Lyrics

Send “Play Ball” Ringtone to your Cell
Cash Money,
Fast Money
Everyday I'm paper chasing,
Tryna get that dollar,
Gucci, Louis, Dolce & Gabana,
Yes it's Young Money with SOD Money Gang....
SOD Money Gaaang..

And it's time to play ball..
Play Ball
Play Ball
Play Ball
Play Ball
Play Ball
Play Ball
Yeah it's time to play ball
Yeah it's time to play ball
Yeah it's time to play ball
Yeah it's time to play ball



Take yourself a picture when Im standing at the mound,
and I swear its going down, Im just repping for my town,
off a cup of cj gibson, man Im faded off to Brown,
im easily influenced by the n-ggas Im around,
see that aston martin when i start it hear the sound,
i aint never graduated aint got no cap and gown,
but the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
be at all my f-cking parties, grabbing money off the ground,

Yeah, all hell mr lyrical,
Spades of the opus baby,
What you got a feeling for,
I can show you new things,
How you feeling spiritual,
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes, Mi'wacles!
Yeah ok they say that Im the one in fact,
They say that im they favourite
But I aint hearing none of that,
I'm all about my team hoe, young money running back,
Cash money superstar, where the fuck is stunna at?

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I just got a new deal, I ain't talking pickle
I'm outside the cell while you rappers just sickle
"Soulja Boy is Superman, the Hip Hop hero"
She sucking all over my body, call her mosquito
The chese is all on me, just like a dorito
Disrespect and you'll get shot like a free throw
I go hard , never ever go soft
Always swag on, never ever swag off

Greatest rapper of the century
Got more bars than a fucking Penitentiary
Ever since elimentary
Blueberry kush, I call it fruit roller
And when I wake up I'll be baking like soda
My pockets fat, like my jeans made by oprah
In your house on your sister's wall is my poster
Fucking models doing show just like I suppose to
My lifestyle's extravagant,
Attitude arrogant

[Chorus] x1

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