Artist: Young Jeezy f/ Scrilla Album: The Real Is Back (Mixtape) Song: I Ball I Stunt Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Intro: Scrilla] and (Young Jeezy) Look I ball, I stunt (Yeah) I ball, I stunt (Yo Scrilla) I ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want (Call me killer) Look I ball, I stunt (I'm 'bout to kill this shit nigga) I ball, I stunt (Yeah...) I ball, I stunt (Let's go) I can have any bitch I want (Yeah) [Chorus: Scrilla] Look I ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want I can buy everything I need Blowin this money like they grow on trees You and ya gang ain't grindin these streets We all got straps we [?] be Better check your home 'fore you come check me You think shit sweet we gon' pull out the heat It ain't no fye When you pull out the fye We gon' pull out the fye If you try We gon' pull out the fye Talk shit nigga yous out Cuz we gon' rise We gon' pull out the fye We gon' pull out the fye And if you try We gon' pull out the fye Talk shit nigga you die Because I Ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want I can buy everything I need Blowin this money like they grow on trees You and ya gang ain't grindin these streets We all got straps we [?] be Better check your home 'fore you come check me You think shit sweet we gon' pull out the heat [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] I ball (I ball), I stunt (I stunt) I'm still that nigga don't frunt (don't frunt) White folks don't [?] stop front (stop front) I can buy every brick I want (Yeeh) I got my niggas and they both see the bag So much strap money spend like crack So much strap money feel like a trap God damn y'all we don't know it like that I ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want She gon' give me any bitch I need Hoe my pistol even on my waist All those stompas make me sick Blocks on blocks that's how I got rich Racks on racks 'till they get on my nerves When I'm blowing death start counting up the birds Eyes don't fly they got no wings Two flo blind looking like it need wings Look at your nigga like he gettin that cream Look at your nigga like he gettin 'em things Big boy paper on deck I mean Big boy the topaz on deck, kno what meen? Shit sound good fuck nigga won't try He already know pullin out that fye [Chorus: Scrilla] Look I ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want I can buy everything I need Blowin this money like they grow on trees You and ya gang ain't grindin these streets We all got straps we [?] be Better check your home 'fore you come check me You think shit sweet we gon' pull out the heat It ain't no fye When you pull out the fye We gon' pull out the fye If you try We gon' pull out the fye Talk shit nigga yous out Cuz we gon' rise We gon' pull out the fye We gon' pull out the fye And if you try We gon' pull out the fye Talk shit nigga you die Because I Ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want I can buy everything I need Blowin this money like they grow on trees You and ya gang ain't grindin these streets We all got straps we [?] be Better check your home 'fore you come check me You think shit sweet we gon' pull out the heat [Verse 2: Scrilla] I'm stuntin your hoe she rushed nigga We all got heat like boss nigga We blow money fast like Ross nigga All lame ass niggas get lost nigga We ball all night so often nigga Don't give a damn about cops nigga I'm sending them [?] I'm lost nigga Don't take no shit I jaw nigga Don't fuck on my face on flo nigga Better learn how to talk to a boss nigga Got a whole bunch of niggas that would deal with ya I don't need no aim, I'mma still hit ya Good 50 on the cane, make a nigga day Eachother go dum like I'm [?] No lie game Obama's little brief We go on all the goons give 'em all Rozay Rollin' up kush we gon' blow all day Quickly check the home better know your pain Money in my pocket, money in the stage And when we hit the club we throw in money and the fame The bank just cassed it, the check just get Standing on the couch with me and my litter Don't lie the game we all been here And everybody know that [?] [Chorus: Scrilla] Look I ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want I can buy everything I need Blowin this money like they grow on trees You and ya gang ain't grindin these streets We all got straps we [?] be Better check your home 'fore you come check me You think shit sweet we gon' pull out the heat It ain't no fye When you pull out the fye We gon' pull out the fye If you try We gon' pull out the fye Talk shit nigga yous out Cuz we gon' rise We gon' pull out the fye We gon' pull out the fye And if you try We gon' pull out the fye Talk shit nigga you die Because I Ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want I can buy everything I need Blowin this money like they grow on trees You and ya gang ain't grindin these streets We all got straps we [?] be Better check your home 'fore you come check me You think shit sweet we gon' pull out the heat [Outro x2: Scrilla] Look I ball, I stunt I ball, I stunt I ball, I stunt I can have any bitch I want