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Wanna Be a Baller Karaoke - Lil' Troy & Fat Pat, Yungstar, Lil' Will, Big T & H.A.W.K.

Tämä tallenne on cover-versio kappaleesta Wanna Be a Baller, jonka teki tunnetuksi Lil' Troy

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Tempo: vaihtelee (temmossa 92 BPM)

Samassa sävellajissa kuin alkuperäinen: B♭m

Kesto: 06:01 - Esikuuntele: 02:16

SELKEÄ SANOITUS

Julkaisuvuosi: 1998
Tyylilajit: Rap & Hip-Hop, Englanniksi
Säveltäjät: Troy Birklett, Patrick Lamark Hawkins, Terence Glen Prejean, Jarvis Lemon, Bruce Isaac Rhodes, John Edward Hawkins

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Sanat Wanna Be a Baller

Wanna be a baller shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way yeah
I'm a baller
I'm a twenty-inch crawler
Blades on Impala diamond Rottweiler
I-ten hauler never leader not a follower
Break these boys off
I'mma twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right
I'm outta sight I'm throwed
I'm bouncin' off the road
I'm in a modem with
Them foe dem tiny tune
Hop out my big body form chain with the Chong can't forget Moet along
I'm hot find me lookin' good diamonds against my wood
Man it's understood got money in my hood
I'm pushing big body can't stop me
'Fore the nine-eight got to sell a million copies
I'mma crawl slow puffin on the Optimo hit the sto'
I'mma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'
I'mma lit the stash green man I'm lookin clean
Want remote control good green and nice byzantines
Wanna be a baller shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way yeah
Big ballin', smashin' makin' my ends
Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz
Big ballin', smashin' makin' my ends
Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
Twenty Lorenzo smoke all up in my nose
Yo' eyes get froze as you see my low
Candy-red two-do' let my top down slow
Hittin' my remote sittin' in my shit
Presidential V-twelve with that A.M.G kit
It don't quit as I get high from K.C. to H-Town connectin' Southside
Now we worldwide
Watch me highside
Fat Pat blowin' killa can't be denied
One-eighty-seven thugs
Oh yeah we got love
Blowing sticky green with Flo
Brew and that Bub
Wanna be a baller shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way yeah
Sittin' fat down South rollin' Benz on blocks
Mo' skrilla I got signin' with Shortstop
And that's for real so tell me how you feel to make a million dollars out my first record deal
Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear
Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
Codeine what I sip pistol grip when I ride
Trunk hittin' fo' life baby it's Southside
We on a fuckin' mission
Expedition, Navigator
That's how we be ridin' alligator suitcasin'
Puttin' it in your face and that's for real
Shinin' harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will
Down with the two Low
Yungstar be a thug
So nigga, nigga what
I'm down with Mo'Thugs
Mo'Thugs an' da Bone you know it's goin' down
Representin' that H-Town pop trunks surround by sound
Wanna be a baller shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way yeah
I gots to get better man it gots to move on
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
Broke in two chrome now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spokes now these hoes count my inches
Had to get older man it got colder
I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
Links in Kuwait got links in Pakistan
Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan
Double doors, marble floors naked hoes around me
Everytime I'm comin' out niggas they wanna sign me
Got the Lil' Will diamond grills in my grin
Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget DenDen
Boobie diamond Ruby's
I'm watchin' on a movie
Drop the top on Scott and you know I'm in a jacuzzi
Bourbon and I'm swervin' man it's gettin' hot
My last name Lemmon drive my tight'um off the lot David Taylor
Wanna be a baller shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way yeah
I hit the highway
Having things my way
I parlay everyday all day ain't no way
Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood
Chop, chop, chop headed straight to the top
I only play to win 'bout to close up shop
Showstoppin' dead end pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I send
Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
Big body Benz as I floss through the South
Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about
Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores
Scream and shout my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors
I constantly close
All you hoes go and take off your clothes
Lord knows ain't no time to play
Commence to fuckin' and a suckin' on the H.A.W.K
Wanna be a baller shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her gettin' laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight
Got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway
Making money the fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way yeah

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