Lyrics Ball Pit - Matthew Logan Vasquez

Ball Pit

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I feel like a king, baby, number one
Pass the sin from father to son
All good gifts come from Heaven above
I’m not a pigeon, maybe I’m a dove
I feel like a king, baby, number one
Pass the sin from father to son
I feel like a king, baby, number one
Pass the sin from father to son
Ball pit
Ball pit
I cut my teeth in the real estate
I married up like a Shulamite
Small print prenup says I got too long
Pass the sin from father to son
I feel like a king, baby, number one
Pass the sin from father to son
I feel like a king, baby, number one
Pass the sin from father to son
Ball pit
Ball pit
Ball pit
Ball pit
You lost yourself, baby, ain’t it great?
Living in a castle in the palisades
You bought a Benz with the heated seats
Highest thread count, Egyptian sheets
Highest thread count, Egyptian sheets
You feel like a king, baby
Woah, yeah
Ball pit
Ball pit
Ball pit
Ball pit
Meet me in the ball pit, baby
Meet me in the ball pit now
Meet me in the ball pit, baby
Meet me in the ball pit now-w-w-w-w
Now-w-w-w-w
Can you feel it in your feet, baby?
(Yeah)
Can you feel it in your knees, baby?
(Yeah)
Can you feel it in your soul, baby?
(Oh, yeah)
Can you feel it in your blood, baby?
(Yeah)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)
Meet me in the ball pit (Ball pit)