Ball If I want to Lyrics – Birdman

Ball If I want to Lyrics by Birdman

(if i want to)
(if i want to)
(if i want to)
​d.a. got that dope

(if i want-want-want-want—)
B**ch, it ain’t even my birthday, but i can ball if i want to (ball)
Pull up, foreign cars if i want to (skrrt)
Hop out that b**ch with that iron in my jumpsuit (go)

Just do what i say and i’ll love you (‘kay?)
I get this sh**t from my uncle
I told bae get twenty-two inches of weave
Tonight, i wanna f**k a rapunzel (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ain’t f#ckin’ her right, you ain’t pullin’ her hair (b**ch-**ss n**gga)
Legs on the side of your head, now f**k it, let’s get in a chair (i said, “let’s go”)
When she throw that **ss back, i say, “yeah”
I f#ck around, get on a pj tomorrow, and put that b**ch up in the air

Fly that b**ch up out of l.a. to charlotte
To pick up my barber to come cut my hair
’cause i’m havin’ it, n**ga
Look, me and my lil’ b**ch be dressin’

Get the salad, lil’ n**gga
Hop out that b**ch with that ratchet (let’s go)
Stunt like my motherf**kin’ daddy (yeah)
Mama, your baby a savage

Uncle ray hid his crack pipe in my mattress
This lil’ n**gga play with me, f**k it, i slapped him
Thought i was laughin’, he see i wasn’t laughin’ (hahaha)
B**ch, it ain’t even my birthday, but i can ball if i want to (ball)

Pull up, foreign cars if i want to (skrrt)
Hop out that b**ch with that iron in my jumpsuit (let’s go)
Just do what i say and i’ll love you (‘kay?)
I get this sh**t from my uncle

I told bae get twenty-two inches of weave
Tonight, i wanna f**k a rapunzel (go, go)
Ain’t f**kin’ her right, you ain’t pullin’ her hair
I pull on and grip it, lock up her arms like she getting arrested

Throwin’ her out like she getting evicted
F**kin’ me back, girl, that p**ssy impressive
Put one leg right here, put the other one there
Sexy lil’ flexible b**ch, you a pretzel

Tryna keep up with sh**t, but it’s levels
And diamonds and dior all over this sweater
It’s fire on the front of my waistline
First n**gga try me, it’s playtime

Play ’round, you lay down
Doggin’ her out like cujo
Me and her get on the floor, and we f**k like some canines
Pop a lil’ n**gga, gon’ have to put you at the top of the list

Ain’t no option, lil’ n**gga, they scared to let me in the room
Somebody in that b**ch gotta be blockin’ my pimpin’, it’s baby
B**ch, it ain’t even my birthday, but i can ball if i want to (i ball)
Pull up, foreign cars if i want to (skrrt)

Hop out that b**ch with that iron in my jumpsuit (let’s go)
Just do what i say and i’ll love you (‘kay? mwah)
I get this sh**t from my uncle
I told bae get twenty-two inches of weave

Tonight, i wanna f**k a rapunzel (go, go, go)
Ain’t f**kin’ her right, you ain’t pullin’ her hair
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Birdman Lyrics – Ball If I want to

Birdman

Ball If I want to