Bow Wow

Bow Wow - Hardball lyrics

(feat. Lil' Wayne, Lil' Zane, Sammie)

Throw me the ball and watch me what I do with it

We got Bow Wow in the house

My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me

[Chorus 1: Sammie]

Strike one, got you by surprise

Strike two, right before your eyes

Pitch three, this ones to the wall

Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow]

When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back)

Cuz they know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog

So many back to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa

Bubble gum, cards and all the posters

Y'all know how I roast ya when it's time to compete

On the field, on the court, over any hot beat

And break, and you know it when you see your clone

And right now that's all I see goin on, holla at me

Game time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy

If your team is better mine, you really gotta show me

Really gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk

Mistreat me, and send my squad back home

Cuz I don't know loose to much

Matter fact, I ain't never lost at all

When I'm playin Hardball (that's right)

So, if you on the mound about to pitch to me

Understand I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall

[Chorus 2: Sammie]

Strike one, got you by surprise

Strike two, right before your eyes

Strike three, ohh I got you out

Without a doubt, I got you out

Strike one, got you by surprise

Strike two, right before your eyes

Pitch three, this ones to the wall

Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil' Zane]

This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the pop

Keep pithcin 'em, I'm in the kitchen makin radio rock

It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words

Throwin eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb

I left 'em a word, a fast ball or with a curve

Happy slidin home, tellin them friends that's in the third

Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doin was false

And what's true, girl listen

When it comes to this game they call me Zane McGuire

That other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire

See, we all got a base, and we hold our own

But when I come up to bat, we all goin come home

And our fans cheers us, cuz they know what the drill goin

Out of the field and into your automobile

And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change over

I'm in the dug with my tongue out playa game over

[Chorus 2: Sammie]

[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]

Listen, listen, listen

They call me young Wheezy Rodriguez

You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know

And I keep the chrome bat swingin, swingin that at iron

Pitch on the block like Nolan Ryan

To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm ridin the streets

I'm a hustler, people, my life in the streets

Watch the game, get you wife in the sheets

My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost

That way I will never cheap talk

And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy

And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, yeah baby

Whezzy Wee is a playa baby, and I don't share babies

So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothin here, baby

Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley

Goin out, and Whezzy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy

Don't hit pop flies, I knock it up out the park

And after the game we gone meet up after dark

[Chorus 2 x2: Sammie]

Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie

The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my name

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