Ball For Me (Explicit) - Post Malone/Nicki Minaj

Written by：Louis Bell/Nicki Minaj/Post Malone

Producer：Louis Bell

Yeah

Baby could you I got too much on my mind right now

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

Could you I got too much on my mind right now

Time to hit rodeo give my baby 30 thou'

Ball for me

B ball for me yeah

Ball for me

B ball for me yeah

I'm on the road

I'm getting paid like what you want baby what you want baby

You're bougie baby but

I love you baby give you the world baby you the world baby

Paid five grand for a handbag that's Saint Laurent

Saint Laurent baby

D**n you love that money baby oh oh oh

Hunnid thousand plus hunnid thousand my whip my whip my whip

30 thousand plus 30 thousand my wrist my wrist my wrist

We got alcohol plus bad b**ches that's lit that's lit that's lit

I swear baby we was just kissing that's it that's it that's it

How could I forget the sh*t that you done done for me for me

Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me for me

Would love you shopping buckle up and

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 down

Could you I got too much on my mind right now

Time to hit rodeo give my baby 30 thou'

Ball for me

B ball for me yeah

Ball for me

B ball for me yeah

Yo gotta hit him on the jack

When you coming back where is you at on the map

Everything is intact

Could have been a seamstress still wouldn't cut him slack

Pretty much ain't got a clue

Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do

But I'm still dropping jaws

Got 'em looking like James Harden at the awards

Back to you I'm so into you

For real bread like I'm kin to you

If you a 10 I add 10 to you

They be mad when I tend to you

That's what the bae like

Call me buffy 'cause that's what I slay like

These b**ches I son 'em like it's daylight

These n**gas wanna know what it tastes like

What it tastes like yo what it tastes like yo

They wanna know what it tastes 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

Baby could you I got too much on my mind right now

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

Could you I got too much on my mind right now

Time to hit rodeo give my baby 30 thou'

Ball for me

B ball for me yeah

Ball for me

B ball for me yeah

Ball for me

What it tastes like

B ball for me yeah

Ball for me

What it tastes like

B ball for me yeah