Ballers (Donald "D. Groove" Hinton)

歌詞

(feat. Nelly, Sticky Fingaz) [Sticky Fingaz] Yo, don't let nobody else up in this booth [Chorus: 1] I see nothing but gangstas up in herre I see nothing but ballers up in herre I see nothing but dope stacks up in herre I see nothing but flossers up in herre [Bridge: 1] (Ahh yea) we gon' mash it up If you ladies want war we gon' blast it up If you bitches got bling go flash it up R.A.M Squad, Universal gon stack it up (ahh yeah) [Verse: Nelly] You can catch me in the packed night life, nigga post it up Or at the bar with some broad, nigga toastin' it up Any you open mouth niggas I'm a close it up Anybody wanna buy, gotta boast it up I put a T.V. in every head, rest our own I left a tattoo of Nelly, err plus I was on It's to the point, I can't even get no rest at home Damn, how many times can a nigga change his form Yeah I left with five bitches but I came alone Half you niggas couldn't do it if you became my clone Best let me run my game Cause y'all gon' know my name when I bust that thang (oh Nelly!) I pack Sally in the club, I need more 'Cris miss Niggas pissed in the club, like who the fuck is this? Country nigga and his bitch tryin' to take our shine I takin' yours I'm just expandin' mine aiight [Chorus: 2] I see nothing but gangstas up in here I see nothing but ballers up in here I see nothing but dope stacks up in here I see nothing but flossers up in here [Verse: RAM Squad] I'm in the jet like diamonds (diamonds) shinin' (shinin') Twenties on the S-Tank system bombin' Rocks off the chain man, been grindin' Ball' till my knees spaz, stash for the new Jag I'm in now, win now, money to lend my friends now I been in doubt, bend down, down underground When I pop up spray relms, in and out of town for white ice But I ain't flint true downs I'm platinum bound, gon' through plus stacks Rugged like the motherfuckin' nigga named Max Big Benz, big crib, big spendin' it up Big ballin' ass nigga from the end of the Dub, c'mon [Bridge: 2] (Ahh yea) Aight, we gon' mash it up I'm in the 69' Rolls, nigga gas it up Anything on the road, I'm a pass it up 80 inches, four screens, sskurit, crash it up [Verse: RAM Squad] Bitches start hound Y'all 'bout to hear me shine If I don't sign back to quarters with dimes I'm, nothin' but a baller 'till the day that I die I'm a live my life of crime [Verse: Sticky Fingaz] I'm thug, I'm around the clock Hopped out the spot lyin' around the block Stay long enough to find a shorty dead on the rocks No security, I'm greeting you with pounds and glocks Hennesy straight in the glass hold the ice I'm unpredictable my life is like a roll of dice Got bitches heads turning like the poltergiest Except they ain't gold diggers they want diamonds now Its guns, bitches, and weed when I'm in town Yo son your man wildin' better calm him down Beat him with the handle and turn him to a vegetable And it only (it's the remix) took one man to fuck it up for the rest of y'all [Verse: RAM Squad] Ball out like Stoudamire Wave back hairs dry like urban fire Blue faced, hard fame, like rocky rider We out in St.louis like Mark McGwire Twist snips spit fire like a toned barreta Millionaire in the ring rock the gold umbrella Got the cream cheese and chedda', mozzarella Toothed out all of y'all, livin' the betta' Push keys in the hood call me Mr. C Heavy neck with the bling like Mr. T Seen Nelly's blue truck so I copped the V Paid my way out of court so I copped a plea Now my slang like Onyx, puff on chronic Hear my voice, hooked on phonics Everybody want to be a baller, now Wanna be a big shot, shotcaller, now [Chorus: 2] [Bridge: 2] [x2]