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Nicki Minaj, Post Malone, Louis Bell - Ball For Me

Ball For Me
Nicki Minaj, Post Malone, Louis Bell
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[Chorus: Post Malone]
Uh, woah, for me!
Baby, could you? I got too much on my mind right now,
I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down.
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now,
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby thirty thou'.
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
I'm on the road, I'm gettin' paid, like, what you want, baby?
You're bougie, baby, but I love you, baby, give you the world, baby,
Paid five grand for a handbag, that's Saint Laurent, baby.
Damn, you love that money, baby!
Hunnid thousand plus hunnid thousand my whip,
Thirty thousand plus thirty thousand my wrist,
We got alcohol, plus bad bitches, that's lit,
I swear, baby, we was just kissin', that's it.
How could I forget the shit that you done done for me?
Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me,
Would love to take you shoppin', but, girl, I'll be on tour,
Sorry, lil' mama, I can't give you more.

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby, could you? I got too much on my mind right now,
I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down.
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now,
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby thirty thou'.
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, gotta hit him on the jack,
When you comin' back? Where is you at on the map?
Everything is intact,
Coulda been a seamstress, still wouldn't cut him slack.
Pretty much ain't got a clue,
Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do,
But I'm still droppin' jaws,
Got 'em lookin' like James Harden at the awards.
Back to you, I'm so into ya,
For real, breh, like I'm kin to ya,
If you a 10, I add 10 to ya,
They be mad when I tend to ya.
That's what the bae like,
Call me Buffy 'cause that's what I slay like,
These bitches, I son 'em like it's daylight,
These niggas wanna know what it tastes like,
“What it tastes like, yo! What it tastes like, yo!”
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo!
All this ice, it should taste like snow,
Get kimonos and let's fly to Tokyo,
Pretty, pretty, please, baby, won't you cop this for me?

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby, could you? I got too much on my mind right now,
I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down.
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now,
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby thirty thou'.
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!
Oo-ooh, ball for me!
Oo-ooh, ball for me, yeah!

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