Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Way Im Ballin

rate me

I got shotguns under my staircase

Grab yo hoe ass girl face

Man have this bitch on lock

I'm bout to get this bitch a cellmate

All my life I been this cold

All my nights I spent with hoes

I keep change on me now

Cause this shit starting to take a toll

I just flew two hoes in

Oh how times I clip his wings

Make you spit that safe combination out like Listerine

And even though I'm not an artist

This is where I drow the line

We don't feel none of you niggers

Y'all some fuckin porcupines

I still got residue all on my dinner plates

Real niggers in my inner circle

None of my checks come late

I ain't having that I give’em curfews

Dressed up like a old lady

Uzi under my first dress

Surprise yo ass like a baby taking his first steps

I'm too good but just in a bad bitch

Smoke like I've been kissing dragons

Nine mill conjure her missing panties

That pussy felt like a hidden valley

Thank God that I'm so gifted I wouldn't return a single gift

But all good things must come to an end

Like this blunt burning my fingertips

This ain't what you want

Put that gun to yo hoe head

Make her tell me what you don't

Got some moon rocks in my pockets

That’s a pocket full of stones

Fuck with me cos I fuck around and

Got that shit from Neil Armstrong ow!

Neil Armstrong ow! Neil Armstrong

Fuck with me cos I fuck around and got that shit

From Neil Armstrong ow!

Got some moon rocks in my pockets

That’s a pocket full of stones

Fuck with me cos I fuck around

And got that shit from Neil Armstrong wow!

Striper pole on the yacht

Striper pole in my spot

I got your girl in my condo

Bitch I'm baling like Rondo

Flexing ranches up in Texas

I know it's a blessing but

I don't know what's a recession

If we talking Miu Miu’s, Jimmy Chews and Giuseppe she got it

I star 6 7 my flights I fly private

I'm a walking hedge fund

I copped the 62 for leg run

This bitches texted and her lights on

I bought her a new crib it's a tax right on

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers

Forever

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers

Hold it

Don’t like the way I'm ballin on these niggas

Step up in this kitchen

Just step back till you look at me

Listen that Ferrari unreleased

Stop getting so damn pissed

I'm making real decisions

And that's real if you win it

Now I'm ready so I'm ballin that shit

Rich Gang we drop feathers to ball

Rich Gang ball till you fall

We hit the block dipping cos the block hot

Record sales ship it from the hard Knox

Living like we living it twice

Ballin with them bright lights

Bad bitches stand tall

Bad bitches want’em all

Hell a choppers on the circus

Mansion on the beach nigger that's the purpose

Blow it cos the swag is perfect

First class flights nigger we done mucked’em

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers

Forever

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers

Hold it

Don’t like the way I'm ballin on these niggas

Step up in this kitchen

Just step back till you look at me

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