Woorden:
Led Balloon

stormin' your way you better lay low So you might just duck when I buck guage Can't you see my niggas having a ball all day Since we having a ball all

trip who fat goose Queens bridge representative, ghetto entrepreneur, stay on tour Dick-riders, wanna get 'em bullshit The same law, same day contract, different clause Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls

us Fuck it, ice the wrists and raise the price on these niggaz Y'all can't floss on my level I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter

' drama, likin no laws No mo' jail, no more collect calls No mo' hate from these roach-ass niggaz and my dawgs on the block'll ball 'til we fall Plus

through my hood you get jacked for your ride Catch you from the passengers side My words turn the sea red, like the eyes of a weed head Ya'll peep my led

I could feel her eyes all up on my ass And then, I went inside to make a phone call And there she was with her titty hanging out her bra One thing just led

met yo next so fuck yo vest we dumpin' Killin' all that punk shit that you heart be pumpin' See somethin' I take it cuttin' through the red tape Yo legs break tryin' to catch up who who led

T's on the Chevrolet Z 71, the mere sight'll take your breath away It's today but I'm still on it like it's yesterday Throw me the ball, this the game

Well we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars We meeting all the groovey people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with