[Verse 1: Quinn XCII]
We ridin' around slower than all you others that hustlin'
Really, I mean like you neva told me you was a loser
Cause all of yo fans swear they be bumpin' that shit fo'eva
When really I found my CD ejected from your Cruiser, like damn
Why do you do that? Claimin' you neva shed it
Music's who I be bangin', and havin' all these affairs with
Hunnid hours are nothin', been grindin' up all of these stairs
With oh, samples of Marvin Gaye loopin' into my prayers
Dreamin' my life be heaven, stompin' that weed on tele
She ballin' 7/11, my girl on glee a capella
I'm rainin' down all these hits while you're bringin' down your umbrella
My dog spotted in packs and they bumpin' off to Krewella
What's the deal with all these new fellas whose sportin' some gold fingers?
Whateva happened to Stevie Wonder and soul singers?
Whateva happened to knowin' it's good until it's gone?
Repetition be all day, that's how we bang these songs
Now say that
[Chorus: Ally Rhodes]
I got everything I need
Long as I got the beat and breeze
I got everything I need, yeah
That summer sunshine, wettin' my mind, middle of the wave and beat
I got everything I need, yeah
[Verse 2: Quinn XCII]
I got some problems with my old shoes (old shoes),the team missin', Mama the seams rippin'
Follow dreams pimpin' in which you gon lose, and we gifted
Fuck it I feel lifted, celebratin' for nothin' flow me glidin' in circles she say I'm rhymin' it better
You flippin' burgers for dollahs, I'm feelin' fine with the cheddar
Actin' like you ignored, i show you just how to groove Brown baggin' that liquor,s he finna bust outta move It's just a sunny day dollar music about us, these records yelling my name
I'm feelin' taller than y'all this
Now all a sudden you throw out your dreams spelling out cowards
I give my ass to the funeral laying down out some flowers
Cuz that's not me and that's not you, then who is it? You bump me with that grind while we stay on top of this business
I roll around my fantasies like nomads in this world And lady keeps on saying she wants no man in this world but I'm like
[Chorus: Ally Rhodes]
I got everything I need
Long as I got the beat and breeze
I got everything I need, yeah
That summer sunshine, wettin' my mind, middle of the wave and beat
I got everything I need, yeah
Tennis Balls was written by Quinn XCII.
Tennis Balls was produced by Andrew Morrison.