Texty:
Ball Man John

I signed to Kan', I'm Louie Vuitton shine Up in Benny Han Han eating all the wonton Rose rose over a little Chandon Put her hands down my pants, now she rocking Sean John Man

care who own this song Chris could've called me, man you should've called me Man, god damn I love this song Let's talk about the way I got on this John

You wasn't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin' in, I was a roller then I was a baller back then, all of that man Fall back, I fought

motherfuckin' man Means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man

m a animal in front of Channel 2 news cameras Bitch I'm like John Wayne Shot like LeBron James The chrome fo'-fo' pretty like Ricky Fontaine My gorillas kill a man

Yo, uh, oh, Redman back in your town You'll get drug n*** like wedding gowns After 12, whattup to Dogg Pound I roll out, like my earrings got ball bearings

was gonna stay away for a long time So what you gon do now? Sorry, let's go Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops We gon' party till this motherfucking ball

dick has got me in a lot of trouble recently I bend 'em and go in 'em and don't even have the decency To call her, my balls have been leaked of most

Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you' But ain't no love, bitch Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John the Pope I