LIL' PHAT

LIL' PHAT - NBA Ballers lyrics

rate me

My dick sweet like a butter cookie, make em say sookie sookie

How ya gon be broke with a million dolla nookie

I heard a pussy nigga say I ain't a mack and ain't a stud

Notha nigga said I neva sold no drugs

White bitch said my dick wasn't't cattalackin

But it ain't addin up like jeezy 50 subtracted

I take 70 grand and drop that shit, hit with a (inaudible) lock that shit

Put it on tha corner, hot like a sauna, sowin up the pockets bitch

Platinum pieces pinky ring, 90 carets in tha chain

Bitch keep callin me, it's a platinum dick thang

Big rang, bill ball CEO, shot call

Fuck me? fuck ya'll, ya money short mine long

Girl bend ova let em see that thea

I'm standin up in em, ya'll givin a dam

I like cheese and the bread yes mam

Give me the bacon bitch you can get the ham

I say my moneys gettin taller, taller than a baller

Yo girlfriend, I want her I'm gonna call her

Them niggas hatin but they know we tote sprayers

Rap stones, work bricks, NBA players

I say my moneys gettin taller, taller than a baller

Yo girlfriend, I want her I'm gonna call her

Them niggas hatin but they know we tote sprayers

Rap stones, work bricks, NBA players

My shoulder hurt, my shoulder hurt

50 cash in my Louie bag, it's not a purse

What the fuck you niggas smokin on, it's not purp

Put it in the ash tray, it's makin my head hurt

My phone ringin, it's one of you niggas wifeys

Lay down, be quiet, they first (inaudible)

(inaudible) on my daddy trail, they say he got work

The only thang he profit in is a youngin verse

Cd's, cars, hoes strippin like shakers

NBA players, we shoot em like the Lakers

You want that gangsta music, then meet me buy the sto'

Life of a youngsta, (hol' on) pull on side tha road

Trill niggas, thick hoes, put em down they throat

The only time it comes out it ain't hard no mo'

(inaudible) mention mine, like where yo stacks

Get a phone call home, you gon' need Shaq

I say my moneys gettin taller, taller than a baller

Yo girlfriend, I want her I'm gonna call her

Them niggas hatin but they know we tote sprayers

Rap stones, work bricks, NBA players

I say my moneys gettin taller, taller than a baller

Yo girlfriend, I want her I'm gonna call her

Them niggas hatin but they know we tote sprayers

Rap stones, work bricks, NBA players

Catch me ducked out chillin in a straight suite

Don't mean to hurt ya feelins, but ya bitch a straight freak

"webbie how you made them millions and you stayed street? "

I make the money ion let the money make me

Straight G, white silk Tee and a glock on

Fresh cut, $150, 000 watch on

Straight grind, niggas slangin rhymes like 8 balls

Trill fam, I'm the point guard and this tha playoffs

Say ya'll, hatin ass niggas betta lay off

Watch where you stick ya nose, nigga blow ya dam face off

I promise you niggas that ya'll ain't what I'm bout

So I'm... tellin you bitches keep my name out yo mouth

Pound of... kush in my closet, half a mil in my couch

The realist nigga in the world and bitch I'm straight out tha south

Thugged out my mama ain't made no hoe

And my money don't fold no mo'

I say my moneys gettin taller, taller than a baller

Yo girlfriend, I want her I'm gonna call her

Them niggas hatin but they know we tote sprayers

Rap stones, work bricks, NBA players

I say my moneys gettin taller, taller than a baller

Yo girlfriend, I want her I'm gonna call her

Them niggas hatin but they know we tote sprayers

Rap stones, work bricks, NBA players

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