Ball For Me Remix by Ripsi WIneLover Lyrics

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Uh, woah
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'

[Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm on the road, I'm gettin' 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)
Damn, 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 bitches, that's lit (that's lit, that's lit)
I swear baby, we was just kissin', that's it (that's it, that's it)
How could I forget the shit that you done done for me? (For me)
Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me (for me)
Would love to take you shoppin', but girl, I'll be on tour
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'
[Chrous]
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, gotta hit him on the jack
When you comin' 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 droppin' jaws
Got 'em lookin' like James Harden at the awards
Back to you, I'm so into you
For real, breh 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 bitches, I son 'em like it's daylight
These niggas 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?


[Chorus]
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'
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me (what it tastes like)
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me (what it tastes like)
Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 4: Ripsi WineLover]
He loves eating my ass cause it turns him on
He fucks me everynight
While im asleep
I ride his dick like a bike
We fuck in the forest the animals like the show
Im a superstar
We post the vids on pornhub
Hes balls deep in me
I wan' you to cum for me
Eat me out
Suck my toes
We will fuck all night
He wanna know what it taste like yo
My pussy taste like skittles yo
He wanna get a taste of the rainbow
He make me cum till im numb like
(Moans)
I wanna suck yo balls
Stick that dick so deep in me
And make me bleed
Tear my guts
Fuck my butt
I love anal
He wanna know what it taste like yo
He wanna know what it taste like yo
He wanna know what it taste like yo
He wanna know what it taste like yo
He wanna know what it taste like yo
He wanna know what it taste like yo
I stroke him so good cum gets everywhere
His parents get home so we act like
We watching a movie
Then once they asleep the sex gets on
We start with a handjob then i suck
Him off
And when it gets soft i like to squeeze and play
With it just likea stress ball