[Intro] [Men talking as pager goes off] [Chorus] Baller Baller, We don't want no Ballers [x3] Baller Baller, We don't want no motherfucking Ballers [Verse 1] Baller Baller, get off of my tip Punk motherfucker, you better not slip 'Cause if you do, you'll get stuck like a truck And you know what, I don't give a fuck 'Cause I'll keep going, and flowing, and showing H.W.A. has got to keep hoeing For thousand, keeping the crowd arousing While they're smiling, and my pussy profiling I know what you want, but hoes get cash You guessing that you're getting a piece of this ass? Your bank was short, rolling down San Pedro You cold made a jack on a man with a kilo Thinking that you're balling, yet you're falling When you go to jail, it's me that you're calling But I don't want do brawl a baller I need a brother that's taller [Chorus:] [Verse 2] 5.0, on the road, on the go As you go serve another kilo L.A.P.D. on your ass, moving fast On the other side, what they gave us for Looking for a drive by, in a low ride But you get away, see me rolling, pull up beside me Knowing that I'm hoeing, coming with a rap Looking for a fly girl, but I don't want a Jerry Curl Fucking blue lights shining in the mirror I swerve to the right, so I can stay clear A punk ass nigga, thinking that he's bigger If the Feds don't smoke him, Jazz pull the trigger 'Cause we'll go to jail, do well in the cell We don't give a fuck when it comes to tell Another bitch who tries to stand taller Never fuck around with a nigga that's a baller [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Fuck a baller in a straight out diss If you're with one, you're a dumb ass bitch I'm on the go, here to dish another kilo Serving, curving, but to me, you're burning wood In the neighborhood, if you could, I know you would Try to screw me But your dick is too short to catch up to me Keep that shit in your goddam pants 'Cause with a real fly hoe you don't stand a chance Get a little money, is what you need to do And stick with that beast that's been rolling with you 'Cause you're faking, shaking, I ain't got no time With a nigga that's a baller, with playing on his mind Living like you do, your ass is getting smaller Take that, you motherfucking baller! [Chorus] [repeat and fade]
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Copy to Clipboard: [Intro] [Men talking as pager goes off] [Chorus] Baller Baller, We don't want no Ballers [x3] Baller Baller, We don't want no motherfucking Ballers [Verse 1] Baller Baller, get off of my tip Punk motherfucker, you better not slip 'Cause if you do, you'll get stuck like a truck And you know what, I don't give a fuck 'Cause I'll keep going, and flowing, and showing H.W.A. has got to keep hoeing For thousand, keeping the crowd arousing While they're smiling, and my pussy profiling I know what you want, but hoes get cash You guessing that you're getting a piece of this ass? Your bank was short, rolling down San Pedro You cold made a jack on a man with a kilo Thinking that you're balling, yet you're falling When you go to jail, it's me that you're calling But I don't want do brawl a baller I need a brother that's taller [Chorus:] [Verse 2] 5.0, on the road, on the go As you go serve another kilo L.A.P.D. on your ass, moving fast On the other side, what they gave us for Looking for a drive by, in a low ride But you get away, see me rolling, pull up beside me Knowing that I'm hoeing, coming with a rap Looking for a fly girl, but I don't want a Jerry Curl Fucking blue lights shining in the mirror I swerve to the right, so I can stay clear A punk ass nigga, thinking that he's bigger If the Feds don't smoke him, Jazz pull the trigger 'Cause we'll go to jail, do well in the cell We don't give a fuck when it comes to tell Another bitch who tries to stand taller Never fuck around with a nigga that's a baller [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Fuck a baller in a straight out diss If you're with one, you're a dumb ass bitch I'm on the go, here to dish another kilo Serving, curving, but to me, you're burning wood In the neighborhood, if you could, I know you would Try to screw me But your dick is too short to catch up to me Keep that shit in your goddam pants 'Cause with a real fly hoe you don't stand a chance Get a little money, is what you need to do And stick with that beast that's been rolling with you 'Cause you're faking, shaking, I ain't got no time With a nigga that's a baller, with playing on his mind Living like you do, your ass is getting smaller Take that, you motherfucking baller! [Chorus] [repeat and fade]
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