The Classmates - Play Ball lyrics
[The Classmates - Play Ball lyrics]
Gone, gone, gone bases loaded
Doo-eys!
(Meet me on the mound) go get it
(Every single round) can't hit it
(Money make a sound) blow digit's
(Rookie of the town) play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball, play ball
Play ball yeah, it’s time to play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball
Walkin' up the stadium yeah we seein' them
Nothin’ else to say to them
Heard they killin' them
Snap a pics in hate of them
Can't get rid of them
(rid of them, rid of them)
I'm the man in my town crew come in second
Every time I turn around, Loney, number seven
Used to be a rookie
Top hitter in the section
Went from standin' in the stands to
Knockin' balls in they direction (Went from)
He in car collecting
Now he in your car collection
Went from hearing Classmates to chillin'
With ‘em in they sessions
Now we got a bag collection
And if we blowing hectic?
When we in your city, guaranteed
It's going down
(Meet me on the mound) go get it
(Every single round) can’t hit it
(Money make a sound) blow digit's
(Rookie of the town) play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball, play ball
Play ball yeah, it’s time to play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball (Bitch)
I'm the James Loney of my city
Ballpark, Ben Franks got me
Spending all these fifties
Studio, making hit's, major Ken Griffey
Empire State of mind
But we blowin’ out the Phillies
Classmates, in the 11's
Roger Clemens, you got when? Mines 1997
Back then
Back when niggas was dying just to get ‘em
Who that little nigga playing
Ball? Jersey number seven jason Williams? Eh
Already got a big cranium, superdome
Well I mean, we're selling out our stadiums
Black cars, black jewels, leaving a palladium
Waiting at the hotel so they
Can say hey to him
It must be the charm, the rollie on my arm
These hoes cannot stay calm
Haters hate what we put on
The life that I'm living is the life of a Don
So here’s another hit, Barry Bonds
(Meet me on the mound) go get it
(Every single round) can't hit it
(Money make a sound) blow digit's
(Rookie of the town) play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball, play ball
Play ball yeah, it's time to play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball
Doo-eys!
(Meet me on the mound) go get it
(Every single round) can't hit it
(Money make a sound) blow digit's
(Rookie of the town) play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball, play ball
Play ball yeah, it’s time to play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball
Walkin' up the stadium yeah we seein' them
Nothin’ else to say to them
Heard they killin' them
Snap a pics in hate of them
Can't get rid of them
(rid of them, rid of them)
I'm the man in my town crew come in second
Every time I turn around, Loney, number seven
Used to be a rookie
Top hitter in the section
Went from standin' in the stands to
Knockin' balls in they direction (Went from)
He in car collecting
Now he in your car collection
Went from hearing Classmates to chillin'
With ‘em in they sessions
Now we got a bag collection
And if we blowing hectic?
When we in your city, guaranteed
It's going down
(Meet me on the mound) go get it
(Every single round) can’t hit it
(Money make a sound) blow digit's
(Rookie of the town) play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball, play ball
Play ball yeah, it’s time to play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball (Bitch)
I'm the James Loney of my city
Ballpark, Ben Franks got me
Spending all these fifties
Studio, making hit's, major Ken Griffey
Empire State of mind
But we blowin’ out the Phillies
Classmates, in the 11's
Roger Clemens, you got when? Mines 1997
Back then
Back when niggas was dying just to get ‘em
Who that little nigga playing
Ball? Jersey number seven jason Williams? Eh
Already got a big cranium, superdome
Well I mean, we're selling out our stadiums
Black cars, black jewels, leaving a palladium
Waiting at the hotel so they
Can say hey to him
It must be the charm, the rollie on my arm
These hoes cannot stay calm
Haters hate what we put on
The life that I'm living is the life of a Don
So here’s another hit, Barry Bonds
(Meet me on the mound) go get it
(Every single round) can't hit it
(Money make a sound) blow digit's
(Rookie of the town) play ball, play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball, play ball
Play ball yeah, it's time to play ball
Play ball, play ball play ball