Lyrics:
alone
Ima be ballin' all on my own
Ima be ballin' all on my own
Doin' this shit just by my Vlone
Only wanted to keep her close
I ain't got no one I'm all
You know?
(Mano)
Or do you?
(Hitmaka)
Uh, lil' bitch
(OG Parker)
Give no fucks 'bout no status
My lil' baby, you can't touch it
Talkin'
livin my life like a kingpin
Everyday livin by the trigga 'cause I'm all in
Cheddar chasin', no time for no stallin
Money, weed, cars, hoes, big ballin
these bitches say I'm the goat
Hol' on lil' bitch you don't know me
I been ballin', bro Shaq and I'm Kobe
Switched to the left now I feel like Ginóbili
the preacher
I live in Miami, nigga, I'll South Beach you
Robin Leach, uh, that's how we ballin'
You know that I'm loaded, but please don't think it's sweeter
freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (heh, heh, ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
20K, that ain't shit
Countin' this money gon take days, I get paid like I'm Bruce Wayne
Whenever I touch down in your city, I'ma let you see the plane
We chilling in
go put that lil' pill in my drink
Summer time ohh, I know
But I'm still gon' wear my mink
Ballin like Derrick Rose
But I never blew out my knee
Exotic
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
niggas gon' hate, yeah
I got the world in my hands
Just like Lil Wayne
Nigga pockets ain't got no weight
They shoppin' through the window pane, huh
Huh,
games
I want the money stupid bitch fuck the fame
Hot boy lil Wayne bling bling
Asian bitch on go ling ling
She ate up the whole team
All she want is some
Lil Wayne - "Pop Bottles"
3:01 Rage Against the Machine - "Freedom"
3:02 Birdman and Lil Wayne - "Pop Bottles"
3:02 Aaliyah featuring Timbaland - "We
with tempers
Clique full of niggas and killas
Wanna count me out, OK then,
Look into a nigga eyes, remember
I’m the same lil nigga from the block ho
In
hard? Why they put
Wayne head all on my shirt?
I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil' Turk
He just caught 30
That shit'll make me go berserk
Punchline, I
Ay, ay, uh
Shh, shut the fuck up when I say that shit
You see how I'm ballin', yeah I'm ballin', Calvin Cambridge
You keep talkin', you keep talkin',
by screw
(Lil' Flip)
down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
major labels dont even wanna call these boys
(Lil' Flip)
down south I make em stop
It's ironic
They all wanna sound the same
Lil imitations Waynes
Shits lame
In no way iKhanik
I guess in a certain way
I'm the product
Of the certain
She say she wanna rolllllll
Say she wanna roll up the doughhhh
Wanna fuck on a gangsta
Big slime Lil baby, but Ian tryna snake ya(Slatt)
Grab ha by
Bruce like Wayne, meets Bruce like Lee
Meets '02 Lil Wayne, in a new white tee
Meets KD, ain't no nigga that can shoot like me! BLAOW
Nigga why you
said, we surrounded by ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Whoa whoa whoa
Now I'm shining baby glossing
Big tymin stuntin and flossing
Lamborghini
spend time, I ain't lyin'
I wanna whisper in your ear like a singer
I'm a pro player, call me Wayne Huizenga
Can we get a lil' closer, baby?
I
that lil boy on a shirt, he a bitch
I got a choppa, I spray by the bitch
You know I'm ballin' like Roddy, no rich
Diamonds they shinnin', they lookin'
I'm that "oh geez" kinda poor
That I just gassed up the whip
And it's still on E kinda poor
Talkin ballin on budgets
Yo I'm the lead connoisseur
I
had to show that and show this
We fuckin' first day and she know it
Ballin' so hard got a broke wrist
We been getting to it bitch and you know this
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