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Ball Together Video (MV)




Performed By: Aaron Rennel
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: AARON R HORTON, JULIUS JACKSON




Aaron Rennel - Ball Together Lyrics




I don't know if had like, blocked all that out or something
But I started thinking about that

We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather (Ay)
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know (I know)
We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know, I know
Yeah I know

Yeah
Some shit on only make sense on music
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have f*cked that bitch I knew it
But you can't deny
The way she be choosin'
Duck, duck, duck, duck goose
She known to get loose
The homies done proved it
And I ain't bout to sit and argue over jump off (Hell nah)
That shit made me feel a lil weird I had to cut her off (Damn dawg)
You asked me questions and I kept it a bean
All in ya feelings I'm letting it be
Me I'm jus chillin' inhaling the weed
You ain't have to go and tell the girl
I been f*cking her sister
That flex was for me
I be out runnin' that check up for me
You mad
So here you go messing wit me
Now you tryn throw a wrench in my system
Tryna get get back
I think that shit wack
She hear my voice and that pussy still get wet
I won't even on her ass tryna hit that
You know me I'm out here tryna get big racks
Moving the weight like I hopped on a bench press (Flex, flex)
You know I love you nigga, don't be a sucka nigga (Oh, no, no, no)
You my cousin nigga, fresh out the mud wit niggas (Aw, yeah, yeah)
If it's MOB, get the money f*ck the bitches
We all came up on some dawg shit
Why it gotta be all this
You trippin, you in ya feelings but I get it
Ain't even try
She was at my fitted
I be on grind, hundreds and the fifty's
Taking my time, honeys tryna blitz me
Jus look at how the shit be

We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather (Ay)
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know (I know)
We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know, I know
Yeah I know
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English

I don't know if had like, blocked all that out or something
But I started thinking about that

We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather (Ay)
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know (I know)
We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know, I know
Yeah I know

Yeah
Some shit on only make sense on music
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have f*cked that bitch I knew it
But you can't deny
The way she be choosin'
Duck, duck, duck, duck goose
She known to get loose
The homies done proved it
And I ain't bout to sit and argue over jump off (Hell nah)
That shit made me feel a lil weird I had to cut her off (Damn dawg)
You asked me questions and I kept it a bean
All in ya feelings I'm letting it be
Me I'm jus chillin' inhaling the weed
You ain't have to go and tell the girl
I been f*cking her sister
That flex was for me
I be out runnin' that check up for me
You mad
So here you go messing wit me
Now you tryn throw a wrench in my system
Tryna get get back
I think that shit wack
She hear my voice and that pussy still get wet
I won't even on her ass tryna hit that
You know me I'm out here tryna get big racks
Moving the weight like I hopped on a bench press (Flex, flex)
You know I love you nigga, don't be a sucka nigga (Oh, no, no, no)
You my cousin nigga, fresh out the mud wit niggas (Aw, yeah, yeah)
If it's MOB, get the money f*ck the bitches
We all came up on some dawg shit
Why it gotta be all this
You trippin, you in ya feelings but I get it
Ain't even try
She was at my fitted
I be on grind, hundreds and the fifty's
Taking my time, honeys tryna blitz me
Jus look at how the shit be

We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather (Ay)
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know (I know)
We used to ball together
Hit the town, pop bottles and all together
We done seen all the weather
Sunshine, rain, sleet, and stormy weather
I don't
Work that shit its auto
Work that bitch like Kaido
Earn that chicken, I know, I know
Yeah I know
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Writer: AARON R HORTON, JULIUS JACKSON
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