Wanna Be A Baller

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Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money then fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 I'ma baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler
 Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
 I, ten hauler, not a leader not follower
 Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch crawler
 Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed
 I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with them foe dem
 Tiny tune hop out my big body form chain
 With the Chong, can't forget Moet along
 I'm hot, find me lookin' good, diamonds against my hood
 Man it's understood got money in my hood
 I'm pushing, big body can't stop me
 For the nine, eight got to sell a million copy
 I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'
 I'ma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'
 I'ma lit the stash green, man, I'm lookin' clean
 Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends
 Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz
 Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends
 Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz
 In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
 Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
 Yo eyes, get froze, as you see my low
 Candy red, two-do', let my top down slow
 Hittin', my remote, sittin', in my shit
 Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
 It don't quit, as I get high
 From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' South Side
 Now we worldwide, watch me high side
 Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied
 187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love
 Blowin' sticky green we flow through and above
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks
 Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop
 And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
 To make a million dollars out my first record deal
 Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear
 Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
 Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
 Trunk hit fo' life baby it's South Side
 We on a fuckin' mission Expedition Navigator
 That's how we be ridin', alligator suitcasin'
 Puttin' it in your face and that's for real
 Shinin' harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will
 Down with the 2-Low, Yungstar be a thug
 So nigga, nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs
 Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin' down
 Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
 Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
 Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
 Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches
 Had to get older, man, it got colder
 I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
 Licks in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
 Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan
 Double doors, marble floors, naked hoes around me
 Every time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me
 Got the Lil' Will diamond griller's
 Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den
 Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie
 Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi
 Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot
 My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley
 Everyday all day, ain't no way
 Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood
 Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top
 I only play to win 'bout to close up shop
 Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again
 Peep the message I send
 Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
 Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south
 Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?
 Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores
 Scream and shout my similes and metaphors
 Mansion doors I constantly close
 All you hoes go and take off your clothes
 Lord knows ain't no time to play
 Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeahh
 
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money then fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 I'ma baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler
 Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
 I, ten hauler, not a leader not follower
 Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch crawler
 Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed
 I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with them foe dem
 Tiny tune hop out my big body form chain
 With the Chong, can't forget Moet along
 I'm hot, find me lookin' good, diamonds against my hood
 Man it's understood got money in my hood
 I'm pushing, big body can't stop me
 For the nine, eight got to sell a million copy
 I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto'
 I'ma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'
 I'ma lit the stash green, man, I'm lookin' clean
 Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends
 Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz
 Big ballin', smashin', makin' my ends
 Smokin' big killa, gettin' high in the Benz
 In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
 Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
 Yo eyes, get froze, as you see my low
 Candy red, two-do', let my top down slow
 Hittin', my remote, sittin', in my shit
 Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
 It don't quit, as I get high
 From K.C. to H-Town, connectin' South Side
 Now we worldwide, watch me high side
 Fat Pat blowin' killa, can't be denied
 187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love
 Blowin' sticky green we flow through and above
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks
 Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop
 And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
 To make a million dollars out my first record deal
 Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear
 Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
 Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
 Trunk hit fo' life baby it's South Side
 We on a fuckin' mission Expedition Navigator
 That's how we be ridin', alligator suitcasin'
 Puttin' it in your face and that's for real
 Shinin' harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will
 Down with the 2-Low, Yungstar be a thug
 So nigga, nigga what? I'm down with Mo'Thugs
 Mo'Thugs an' da Bone, you know it's goin' down
 Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
 Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
 Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
 Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches
 Had to get older, man, it got colder
 I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
 Licks in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
 Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan
 Double doors, marble floors, naked hoes around me
 Every time I'm comin' out, niggaz they wanna sign me
 Got the Lil' Will diamond griller's
 Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget Den-Den
 Boobie diamond Ruby's, I'm watchin' on a movie
 Drop the top it's cotton and you know I'm in a jacuzzi
 Bourban and I'm swervin', man it's gettin' hot
 My last name Lemmon, drive my tight 'um off the lot, David Taylor
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeah
 I hit the highway, everything's my way, I parley
 Everyday all day, ain't no way
 Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood
 Chop, chop, chop, headed straight to the top
 I only play to win 'bout to close up shop
 Show stoppin' dead end, pimp the pen once again
 Peep the message I send
 Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
 Big bout it Benz as I floss through the south
 Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about?
 Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores
 Scream and shout my similes and metaphors
 Mansion doors I constantly close
 All you hoes go and take off your clothes
 Lord knows ain't no time to play
 Commence to fuckin' and-a suckin' on the H.A.W.K.
 Wanna be a baller, shot caller
 Twenty inch blades on the Impala
 A caller gettin' laid tonight
 Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
 I hit the highway, making money the fly way
 But there's got to be a better way
 A better way, better way, yeahh
 

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05:55
Key
10
Tempo
92 BPM

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