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