Baller Baller Songtext / Lyric

(Intro)

(Men talking as pager goes off)



(Chorus)

Baller Baller, We don't want no Ballers (3X)

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)

(2X)



(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)