Ballbreaker You are a ballbreaker Hangin' off her legs She threw me on the bed Her hand went for my throat As I I began to choke Breakin' balls, bangin' walls Work hard and tough, and I I want some rough Unpack my bags, and take a drag

I want her head (I want her head) I want her legs (I want her legs) Is you mad? 'Cause I'm gettin' cash (I'm gettin' cash) It ain't my place (it ain't my place) Bought a new Wraith (bought a new Wraith) She in my face (she in my face) I want her red (I

If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It’s right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin’ round, windows down on a summer night. I was

We want the funk Bitch where you when I I was walkin'? Now I I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Black man taking no losses Everybody wanna cut the legs off him (Now if I I give you the funk, you gon' take it) Everybody wanna cut the legs

Don't ask me what I I think of you I I might not give the answer that you want me to I I can't help about the shape I'm in I I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Now when I I talk to God I I think he'll understand Stick by me and I'll be your guiding