Throw me the ball and watch me I do with it We got Bow Wow in the My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie to me
1: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by Strike two, before your eyes three, this ones to the wall Ain't no fun a game of Hardball
[Verse 1: Bow Wow] When I step to the plate the outfielders get (back) Cause they know I'm the type of dog So many back to back they call me little Sammie Sosa Bubble gum, and all the posters Y'all know how I ya when it's time to compete On the field, on the court, any hot beat And break, and you it when you see your clone And right now that's all I see going on, at me Game time, all I think about is bringing the trophy If team is better mine, you really gotta show me Really gotta beat me, gotta trash talk Mistreat me, and my squad back home Cause I don't know to much Matter fact, I ain't lost at all I'm playing Hardball (that's right) So, if you on the mound to pitch to me Understand I'm Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall
2: (Sammie)] Strike one, got you by Strike two, right before eyes three, oh I got you out a doubt, I got you out Strike one, got you by two, right before your eyes Pitch three, this ones to the Ain't no fun a game of Hardball
2: Lil' Zane] This goes out to them jocks that on my jock, throwing the pop Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio It's usually preferred, I be choosey all my words Throwing at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb I left 'em a word, a fast or with a curve Happy sliding home, telling friends that's in the third Sure ya heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false And true, girl listen When it comes to this game they call me Zane That other kid was a mark, so I made him retire See, we all got a base, and we our own But when I come up to bat, we all going come And our fans cheers us, they know what the drill going Out of the field and your automobile And I it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change over I'm in the dug with my tongue out player over
2: (Sammie)]
[Verse 3: Lil' Listen, listen, They me young Wheezy Rodriguez You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya And I the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at iron Pitch on the block Nolan Ryan To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm riding the I'm a hustler, people, my life in the the game, get you wife in the sheets My watch, my chain, and my teeth That way I never cheap talk And I call my mommy sweat heart, she me sweet daddy And she gladly, loves the way that batty, yeah baby Wee is a player baby, and I don't share babies So if you for some bitch ain't nothing here, baby Catch me throwing an eighty in the latest Going out, and Whezzy hit a foul, a Hot Guy hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the park And after the game we gone up after dark
[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]
Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' The Rascals, and me y'all know my name