[Hook: x2] We balling, screens falling We crawling, shot calling [Lil' Head:] Everytime I hit the block, I convert my top In J8 with Palamene, on Bravin
takin one of these girls home and we can do what we do we grown we can do what we do we grown I met her on first base standin' all alone We went to
shit Wayne on I get top dollar for whateva my name on Go stick your head in a tornado -- brainstorm. I drop bombs. Flex. Napalm. Black and yellow, we'
NOTORIOUS! We are, we are .. Queen Bee baby, we are, c'mon NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! He is, he is.. (B.I.G. baby, he is c'mon) NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! We
the song, pockets on high note Do ra me faso I rock like a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo Thats that nine nigga, Lil
they keep playin they better re-plan im giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland (blues singer) together we stand and fall on y'all ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball
the Catalina wine mixer, She goin' down like the hands on my time ticker, I'm always strapped, Vietnam nigga, We are fine nigga, like Amber Rose, And we ball
ballin', Sippin' on the drink, Girls crawlin' Mostly every night I'm countin, countin, Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Lil
like her, she the coolest Good head on her shoulders, I love the way she use it Ay, I like the way she fuck me, love the way she suck me Love how every time we
understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing, flying by saying
so watch me kick it then im gonna flip this script and own it,own it To all the haters, i made it and i'll be balling yeah i'll be balling , balling
probably steal my new sh-t but you could never f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces all around the World I ball like a ball team I stack chips, call me
[Lil' Wayne] I got Young Money up, And now I got my feet up, Tune in this bitch tell my niggas throw them B's up Doing what the fuck I want, Hate me all
I missed her Life is the bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture You know father time, we all know Mother Nature
aina??t talking about the label. Ia??m in a different city but were connected like cable. Ya, we go straight, seven to sable. We put rhymes in your head
I stunt, me I'm what she want I'm in that rich nigga fraternity, we only talk bread (get it get it get it) Got money out the asshole, the money on my head
we gettin' dangerous, come on This is serious We could make you delirious You should have a healthy fear of us 'Cause too much of us is dangerous So dangerous, we
like me you know I don't If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what