Ball For Me (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Ball 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 now

Could you?

I got too much on my mind right now

Tryna hit Rodeo, give my baby thirty thou'

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

I'm on the road, I'm gettin' paid like, "What you want, baby?"

You're bougie, babe, 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

Hundred thousand plus a hundred thousand, my whip (My whip, my whip)

Thirty thousand plus thirty thousand, my wrist (My wrist, my wrist)

We got alcohol plus bad bitches, that's lit (That's lit, that's lit)

I swear, baby, we was just kissin', that's it (That's it, that's it)

How could I forget the shit that you done done for me? (For me)

Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me (For me)

Would love to take you shoppin', but girl, I'm in Europe tourin' (Tourin')

Sorry, lil' mama, I can't give you more

Baby, could you?

I got too much on my mind right now

I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent now

Could you?

I got too much on my mind right now

Tryna hit Rodeo, give my baby thirty thou'

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

Yo, gotta hit him on the jack

When you comin' back? Where is you at on the map?

Everything is intact

Could've been a seamstress, still wouldn't cut 'em slack

Pretty much ain't got a clue

Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do

But I'm still droppin' jaws

Got him 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 were ten, I'd add ten 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 **** wanna know what it taste like

What it taste like, yo, what it taste like, yo

They wanna know what it taste 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? (Uh)

Baby, could you?

I got too much on my mind right now

I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent now

Could you?

I got too much on my mind right now

Tryna hit Rodeo, give my baby thirty thou'

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah

Ball for me

Ball for me, yeah