Lil’ Wayne – Hardball Lyrics

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

Strike one, got you by surprise

Strike two, right before your eyes

Pitch three, this ones to the wall

Ain’t no game like a game of Hardball

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

Cuz they know I’m the only tight for dogs

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

Bubble gum, balled up all the hustlers

Y’all know how to work it when it’s time to compete

On the field, on the court, over any high steep

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 Griffin, I keep ’em to the wall

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 game like a game of Hardball

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, I’m fast ballen with a curb

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 McGregor

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 tounge out play the game over

Listen, listen, listen

They call me young Wheezy, Rodregous

You know I’m gettin you hot, hot as the Kendrick, ya know

And I keep the crown 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 life in the streets

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

Does hip-hop flyies are knockin up, out the park

And after the game we gone meet up after dark

Lil’ Bow Wow, Lil’ Zane, Lil’ Wayne, Lil’ Sammie

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