Lyrics:
and I'm waiting, ooh
He ain't gotta be no gansta (gansta)
He ain't gotta be no baller (baller)
'Cause baby if we strugglin'
I'll ride with you 'til we
girl (no sir)
I ain't tryna save that girl
She got the hand open like I pay that girl
Now, whatch'all wanna do? (do)
Wanna be ballers (ballers), shot
I compare with then, don't want to spare a cent
We suited up in all black, in a pair of tens
I ran up in a local baller's house, I lay it down
I'm running late but I will stay for it
She wanna blaze, I got the flamethrower
Said she need a baller, I got the plane
She hit the "J" and now it's
Look we been did it, boy big baller chain
In a lambo from the impala
Used to dream 'bout it
This don't feel the same
Yeah (yeah) , I ain't steppin'
doin if only I had the dollars
A baller ain't a baller if he ain't got balls
A scholar ain't a scholar if he ain't got scho-lastic
education,
where your tricks at?
Look left, look right, wait, where your chick at?
She findin' out she walk and talk white but ride dick black
I'm a big baller
the back
In the hood, ain't got no love, so I packs a strap
And I once knew a nigga named Dr. Dre
He was a baller from the motherfucking
[ VERSE 1: Starang Wondah ]
Hey yo, I remember Paula, a female baller
We hit down south, I would call her
She was lonely, strippin, had a job
the phone every single fucking night
Jen Kenny, stop pushing those buttons all the time
I used to be a baller, now I bring in my C-game
'Cause I know that
Got these ballers in scallers, livin' lawless, my niggas' flawless
Niggas with knowledge represent in grounds of college
White Acura coupes, pimpin'
[Chorus]
Started small time, started small time
Started small time, (look at me) I'm a baller
Started small time, started small time
Look at me
tell you we ballin outta control!
(Repeat twice)
Verse 2:
I'm a baller, drive cars with big rims
Leather seats, sound bumpin all in your ears
The dress
pimps, hoes, hustlers
Willies, thugs, ballers, busters
Gangstas, macks, everyday, all day
Shot callers, even high rollers keep it moving
What you see
through the 5 double 0 drop S see
'97 Sport and shorts and matchin' jewels
Worth about a quarter, mil-ticket is how we dress
True ballers fakin meal
her
See, the ballers and the clockers know me so well
Servin' my mothafuckin' ki's outta cheap motels
Cookin' chickens in the kitchen to smoked-out
pimpin that's keepin me above the water
Fuck a bitch, get rich and live the life of a baller
'cause a broke bitch ain't nuttin but a downfall
Unless
tell
When we don't believe them
That's what they tell, what they tell, what they tell
Trying to live the American Dream
They say the ballers is
a mess with the IRS,
Still watching my movies on the VHS
God bless America
I'm a gangsta thanks to ya
I shoulda been a baller, shot-caller
But I'm
Gucci, Louis shirts everything collared
And you look beauty til you hit the baller
You like y'all niggas getting fade but you are not the barber
Most
the whole team
Packed the whole club, got hoes in the VI
Shawty want a baller, she know that's what we bout
100 for the belt 400 for the pradas
I came in
a baller but I do know all the rules
I refuse to let you be the reason that I lose
And I ain't never been afraid of another MC that's just as dope as me
Started pushing up
Kissed me on the cheek
And I fell in love
Shorty's a little taller now
Into big things, he's a baller now
His heart never changed
life
You need a baller, I'm a baller your type
You need a playa, that's what I is fo' life
[Lil' Flip]
24's on the coupe when I roll by, four guns on my
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