Lil Wayne - Hardball lyrics

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Lil Wayne - Hardball lyrics

Throw me the ball and watch me what I do with it We got Bow Wow in the house My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me [Chorus 1: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Pitch three, this ones to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball [Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow] When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back) Cause they know I'm the only tight for dogs So many back to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa Bubble gum, balled up all the hustlers Y'all know how to work it when it's time to compete On the field, on the court, over any high steep And break, and you know it when you see your clone And right now that's all I see going on, holla at me Game time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy If your team is better mine, you really gotta show me Really gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk Mistreat me, and send my squad back home Cause I don't lose too much Matter fact, I ain't never lost at all When I'm playing Hardball (that's right) So, if you on the mound about to pitch to me Understand I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall [Chorus 2: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Strike three, ohh I got you out Without a doubt, I got you out Strike one, got you by surprise Strike two, right before your eyes Pitch three, this ones to the wall Ain't no game like a game of Hardball [Verse 2: Lil' Zane] This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words Throwing eggs at them chicken heads, banging on the curb I left 'em a word, I'm fast ballen with a curb Happy sliding home, telling them friends that's in the third Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false And what's true, girl listen When it comes to this game they call me Zane McGuire That other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire See, we all got a base, and we hold our own But when I come up to bat, we all going come home And our fans cheers us, cause they know what the drill going Out of the field and into your automobile And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change over I'm in the dug with my tongue out play the game over [Chorus 2: (Sammie)] [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne] Listen, listen, listen They call me young Wheezy, Rodregous You know I'm getting you hot, hot as the Kendrick, ya know And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging that iron Pitch on the block like Nolan Ryan To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm riding the streets I'm a hustler, people, my life in the streets Watch the game, get you life in the streets My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost That way I will never cheap talk And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, yeah baby Whezzy Wee is a playa baby, and I don't share babies So if you searching for some b**h ain't nothing here, baby Catch me throwing an eighty in the latest Bentley Going out, and Whezzy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy Does hip-hop flies are knocking up, out the park And after the game we gone meet up after dark [Chorus 2: repeat 2x (Sammie)] Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my name

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