Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bang the Ball, artist - Dan The Automator.
Date of issue: 21.05.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bang the Ball |
Yeah you already know what it is man |
This for the ballers huh |
The real ballers not you fake shit |
You know what I’m talkin' about |
Let me tell you what’s really goin' on in the hood man |
Come on |
I’m out of my mind I’m out of control |
I say what I feel I feel like I’m fiddin' to explode |
I live in the hood, the ghettos are holes |
Watchin' us all with cameras on top of the pole |
I’m dealin' with kids, I’m dealin' with bills |
I’m dealin' with to rap so I’m dealin' with deals |
Bigger don’t spoil my Cadillac know that I’m loyal |
I’m a drawn out just to fresh from I’m back on the block |
Got a purple heart and still can’t come up on a job |
Back of the court back of the sport |
Cross over like aye bangin' the board (yes) |
I know that I’m hot 'cause all that I got |
Is a wicked ass jump shot I bang the ball |
Yeah you can see it in my soul |
When I take 'em to the hole and I dunk like Damon Wall |
Uh you can see it in my stride when I fake 'em and I slide |
And I dunk like Damon Wall (woo) |
I ain’t ever in a slump |
I ain’t never been no punk when I dunk like Damon Wall |
Yeah yeah it’s all good yeah yeah yeah it’s all hood |
I bang to ball |
The women ain’t scared the cowards are scared |
The hour is here I shine from the sweat in my hair |
I’m runnin' the rock I’m racin' the clock |
I’m lovin' the game I hate it to stop |
Embrace the prophet (yeah) |
Don’t step on my J’s my Nike’s are suede |
They customly made my foot is on top of your braid (stomp um) |
The chief of the hood the head of the hill |
The boss of the ball the king of the |
I bang to ball |
Yeah you can see it in my soul |
When I take 'em to the hole and I dunk like Damon Wall |
Uh you can see it in my stride when I fake 'em and I slide |
And I dunk like Damon Wall (woo) |
I ain’t ever in a slump |
I ain’t never been no punk when I dunk like Damon Wall |
Yeah yeah it’s all good yeah yeah yeah it’s all hood |
I bang to ball |
Yeah yeah yeah |
Okay |
What is you said my people is trained |
Makes your game come down on your ankle it’s sprained |
Hit by the train you shouldn’t have been inside of my lane |
My train of thought teamwork runnin' the train (woo) |
A locomotive we just a local with motive |
We ain’t internationally noted we grab a rock and we hold it |
Yeah this for the hood, this for the world the sport |
Homie this is not for the court |
We bang to ball |
Yeah you can see it in my soul |
When I take 'em to the hole and I dunk like Damon Wall |
Uh you can see it in my stride when I fake 'em and I slide |
And I dunk like Damon Wall (woo) |
I ain’t ever in a slump |
I ain’t never been no punk when I dunk like Damon Wall |
Yeah yeah it’s all good yeah yeah yeah it’s all hood |
I bang to ball |