Released on October 27, 2009

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[Chorus: Schife]

We gon' live it up, and enjoy this shit

Bring out all the motherfucking toys this year

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll


[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Bottle of Patrone, take it to the head

Doing what I'm doing, I'ma make it to the feds

I stunt like a [?] really ain't shit

They see that Maybach clique, the only niggas getting rich

Fuck her for an hour, money and the power

Cocaine my calone, when I step out of the shower

Shit be feeling weird, I see money in the mearor

So many dollar bills, I forget to [?] my [?]

Cellphone ringing, pinky ring blinging

Fuck Flloyd Mayweather, tell them pussys they can bring it

Bitches over there, guns over here

We throwing money in the air, and we do this every year


[Chorus: Schife]

We gon' live it up, and enjoy this shit

Bring out all the motherfucking toys this year

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll


[Verse 2: Gunplay]

I got a big bag of [?]

Got money, and I'm finna spend a whole lotta

[?] nothing but candy, leather, shoes

Hoes, cribs, custom,, whips, boats

You know I got mill from [?]

Two [?] for a new case, still on trill


[?] light kush [?]

Carol City [?] other side looking ugly

Fresh stripes on the vet like [?]

[?] shoes in the [?] still

Pradas on the paivment, Gucci on the gravel

Airforse Ones on the runway [?]


[Chorus: Schife]

We gon' live it up, and enjoy this shit

Bring out all the motherfucking toys this year

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll


[Verse 3: Torch]

Hold up, wait a minute

Your money only scrimmageing

I'm balling like a pro, so the hoes know I'm spinning

[?] look like a photo shoot

Trunk full of years, one time [?] coupe

Fuck

I ain't [?] nothing

You a stunting [?]

Tryna pay off, used to play off

I want it, it' smine now

[?] aditude out of line now

Going for the win, go hard or go home

I'm going for the ring, Chevy sitting on [?]

Baby, you know [?] you know what's up


[?] you can be my center [?]


[Chorus: Schife]

We gon' live it up, and enjoy this shit

Bring out all the motherfucking toys this year

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll


[Verse 4: Young Breed]

We gon' ball, get it

Got money, then spend it

Since [?] I'm on my way to [?]

I'm at the top and the bottom, I got Bugattis and bottles

Never seen a young nigga ride around in the Rari

I'm a Dade County [?] did it for my dawgs

305 shit, we keep the bricks in the partments

That's trap talk, [?]

Got her legs whide open, like a fucking field goal

Pockets on swole, you balling on a budget

Worth a couple hundred thousand, who the fuck [?]

And the seats go back, like an 8 track

Tripple C's, all day, you can bet that


[Chorus: Schife]

We gon' live it up, and enjoy this shit

Bring out all the motherfucking toys this year

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gettin it

We gon' ball like we just won the Superboll

Ball like we just won the Superboll