B.O.B. - f** EM We Ball lyrics

[Intro] Man I go so dumb I should get a check for disability I'm a f**ing lunatic You A liability Don't know who you dealin' wit Ballin' like I'm dibblin' Diabolic Dialog ???? Gentleman and his (scholar?) Lemme jump out my collar I can make em throw they hands up Throw them hands up like (tower?) You should come to my concert You should come see my tour Man I go so Busirk Baby make the crowd go bossier You're a bore You're a door Oh My Lord Imma snore How depressing are my doors How reflective are my force How aggressive is my record How seductive is that who*e I know exactly what she's after No Matter what happens She still want more More! More! I am the cap'tin cheese on more Imma tap them vocal cords Take that cla** She take that course If she want more she can walk that bore Hit em with a broom like a household chore End of the show there's no encore World's gonna call all day 24 You ain't gotta ask what's that for So tell me what the f** you waiting for I'm faded off a party Shots I pour Of corse She just sit like a tour Got Bootey! Galor! Galor! Galor! [Chorus] Tell em take the foot off the brake There's no time to waste No time to waste Right now (right now) Tell em pick up the pace It's all kinds of pay All kinds of pay Right now (right now) f** em f** em we ball I said f** em we ball f** em we ball f** em we ball f** em we ball I said f** em we ball [Second Verse] f** em we ball We don't owe em nothin' We aint cuffin knee house Ha You getting mad cause she child Setting n***as up Call it custady law We ain't f**ing wit yall Lemme dust my feet off Imma need a main apology