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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

[Chorus 1: (Sammie)]
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

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
'cause 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
'cause 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

[Chorus 2: (Sammie)]
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

[Verse 2: Lil' Zane]
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, 'cause 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

[Chorus 2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
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 da 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 yo wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost
That way I will never cheap talk
And I call my mami sweet 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
Dem hip-hop flies are knockin up, out the park
And after the game we gone meet up after dark
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      [Chorus 1: (Sammie)]   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      [Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow]   When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back)   'cause 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   'cause 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      [Chorus 2: (Sammie)]   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      [Verse 2: Lil' Zane]   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, 'cause 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      [Chorus 2: (Sammie)]      [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]   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 da 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 yo wife in the sheets   My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost   That way I will never cheap talk   And I call my mami sweet 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   Dem hip-hop flies are knockin up, out the park   And after the game we gone meet up after dark