Letra de 'Ball Game' de Pink Dollaz

Take me out to the hair shop take me out to the mall buy me some diamonds and gucci bags if u dont ill never come back so its boo bo boo 2 u broke lames if u broke its a shame 4 its 1...2...3..for th clock and pink dollaz run the game

Nilla:
Drape me in diamonds and gucci boy u cant do me nilla #1 play in a baseball game got nickaz signin checks wit my name broke he tryin like pinky in da brain cause da goodies make me go insane on ly first draft pick lemme ride shot gun in da whip black card we could dip 3 strikes if u miss took yo walet left u wit a kiss

Mocha:
A gold diggin chick you can call me paris hilton
Money everywhere money falling from the ceilings
Ball game to the mall make a trick spend billionz
Gucci wallet s thck it strt catchn feelinz
Right now I'm in need of a savage
Take it to the hoop bring it back like the mavericks
Mocha hott ya she a bad bitxh
Boos cop me out so you know I'm livin lavish

Chorus:
He said he like me, I like gucci
Ball game trips to the mall with his cheeze(x2)
Number 1 playa number 1, number 1 playa
Number 1 playa number 1, number 1 number 1
Pink dollaz in the league.(x2)

Cammy b:
Pink d'z back with another 1
We rappin green like a adlib yo we doublin (get it) that mean we gettin tht cheeze
And I call you broke bitch cus yall munchin on me
Its a ball game when you play by my rules
I chew you chicks up til I'm dun with yu
Then, clockwork yepp! Onto the next one
I call the new boo nite fly cuz I check emm

Reese:
Gucci shade diamonds in a candy painted jag mac on my lips like a candy painted jag marilyn monroe equals me if u ask yo feelings I trash all u suckaz I'm fast catch me if u can money in my hand hotter den a sunset shoppin spree wit yo boyfriend reese takin lute 4rm yo sus friends no compitiion I ran

(Chorus)

Cece:
I am star I keep his mind drunk like tylenol
Fruity swagg keep it at the taste ball like cherry halls stand tall on my loui stacks cece trapped des nickaz like a booby trap red on my hunt on parol like da feds red I keep da head like a dreadlock but I clock shoes on me like martinis on da rocks and I kill des fake ballaz like a banger red socks

(Chorus/outro)