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You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball

You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes love to see me ball
You know these hoes came to see me ball

Hopped up out the bed, I think my roof gone
Think I forgot to put my roof on
Said “f-ck it, buy another car”
Hopped out the Lamb’
Said “f-ck it, bought another car”
I bought the Phantom just to say it’s black
I bought the Phantom just to take a nap
I’m getting head in the backseat
I might stop and stand it tall like a athlete
I’m ballin’ hard, I need a jersey on
So much bread on me, I can buy a Jersey home
I’m on them Diddy’s, spendin’ Dirty Money
I’m on that Jizzle, spendin’ my money

Still ballin’ like a muthaf-cker, tell ‘em that
Three platinum chains to match my platinum plaques
Ain’t got nuttin’ gold but some gold chains
Say “Jizzle, what’s the dough?”
Move the whole thang
My celly bumpin’ like a chat line
He bought a 500, need he, need a halftime
If yo job ain’t ballin’ hard, then you need to quit
You need a A T hard, then you need to split
Summer’s mine, winter too
I’m poppin’ bottles in the club, that’s what winners do
They claiming bitches, them my old hoes
They claim they ballin’ in my old flows

These hoes call me Tunechi baby
N-ggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’ like a muthaf-cker
12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them
N-gga broke, acting like he got it though
I’m with a Spanish bitch, if she aint f-cking, adios!
So many cars I’m like eenie meenie minie moe
So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope
Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat
Run in ya house, and get to poppin’ at your shower cap
My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac
And if them bitches don’t sell, we buy em back
Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way
Tell them n-ggas I’m strapped like lingerie
I aint trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
I-I aint trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA

You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball

You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block

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I said I see some ladies in here tonight I might marry
Gon of the Bellevee’ and ‘tron it’s too scary
Baby you can have whatever you like, the tooth fairy
I’ll do anything to leave here tonight with you
I said I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
(You know I do)
I said I do I do I do I do I do
(You know I do)
I said I do I do I do I do I do

I said now what it is, what it do, homegirl ain't got a clue
If I get you open all the things that I would do to you
Smack it up flip it down, weigh it up, break it down
Lean you to ya side yeah and ask ya who’s ya daddy
Ain't even gotta open your eyes, know what your looking at
And I ain't even have to open my eyes when I was cooking that
Guess it was love at first sight, eye contact
Remember the night we first met, I caught a contact
Lest she my ride or die, it’s us against the world
You know we both hustlin’ so hustlin’ is our world
Said I musta had too much to drink I’m in my G-Mode
So all the ladies repeat after me cause it’s the G-Code
Promise if I get locked, you’ll come and pay my bond
If you hear some niggas plotting on me, you’ll remain loyal
And errytime you give it to me it’s gon be the bomb
And in these unlucky streets you’re gon’ be my lucky charm

(Man, that boy so cold, give him a blanket in here)

I D-O, I D-O, I D-O oh oh oh
I be though, promise to treat this game, I D O
Under the cold, not bring drama to mama’s peephole
Life’s a bitch but she ‘s the only love that I know – oh oh
So la-a-dee, after the “I Do’s” lets do Mercedes
Lets tie the knot, lets grab us a pot, lets make a baby
Looking back, I don’t know who threw this bouquet to me
But I walk down this aisle faithfully, cut that cake for me
I Jay-Z, take this unlawful lady to have and to hold
And til the task force grow
To hug her every corner til I get ash from the cold
Or until I’ve amassed a fortune, too much cash for me to fold
Fold under pressure I would never, ever, ever, ever
Your secret’s I treasure, for better or worser
You’ll always be my first love til death do us part
Pull a hearse up, my verse up

Nothings more attractive than a heavy praying woman
To a him and those and them been defecating on me (ughh)
Her would sense the heaven, and him when Andre omen
Baby I’m hell, save me, don’t bail
Crazy I tell you all of this in the middle of a club
Where words tend to get thrown around lightly like like like love
And friend and rockstar and so and so’s a genius
So him vow to never utter him do unless he mean it
Her proud like her mother and ooohh momma’s sweet
So you just know that Juicy fruit ain't gon’ fall too far from tree
So if we ever woop the woop
I want all that bleep to bleep
On this nasty carpet Bixby fresh on one knee
Say I do I do I do I do I do
So we can float up outta here in this hot air balloon
Lets put a baby butterfly up in your lil’ cocoon
And maybe 2030 our baby, she’ll be nerdy make the whole club swoon

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 Yeah
 She said you ain't no good but you feel so good
 She said what if I could but I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone
 She said I know you bad, but I want you back
 She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
 
 I got my mind on my money
 All I need’s a bad bitch
 That I can run through the city spend this cash with
 That I can run through this city spend this cash on
 Wake up in the morning get my smash on
 I want more much baby egg whites
 Keep your stomach in your thighs and your legs right
 While I’m out here focus getting this bread right
 But if the head right, Jeezy there every night
 Wake up in the morning and I'm still here
 Wake up in the morning and I ain’t gone
 All I ask, let me just do me
 And maybe just me and you can get along
 Had them other bitches mad when they seen us
 Had to match our Rolex's baby team us
 Yeah the earth is our turf we can share the world
 Maybe even go half on a baby girl
 
 She said you ain't no good but you feel so good
 She said what if I could but I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone
 She said I know you bad, but I want you back
 She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone
 
 Let me be your mind reader, let me read your mind
 And when I’m done with the front, hit it from behind
 Love a loyalty never cross the line
 Just hit a nigga up when I cross your mind
 Show you how to get you on you won’t be watching mine
 Put you up on G show you how to shine
 And maybe we can kick it when I got the time
 Be my backbone every nigga need a spine
 Gotta know you ride with me if I’m right or wrong
 Case I wake up in the morning and it’s all gone
 Best believe I’ma get it right back
 That’s the hustler in me I know you like that
 You probably think I’m with a different broad every night
 When I think about it shit man you’re probably right
 The more I think about it shit you’re probably wrong
 Cause what you didn’t think about is that I'm probably grown
 
 She said you ain't no good but you feel so good
 She said what if I could but I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone
 She said I know you bad, but I want you back
 She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone
 
 She said she wish she never met me
 Cause she just can’t help but let me go ahead
 And do whatever the hell I want
 She said she hate how much she need me
 Turn around, and say she don’t need me
 Always talking about she gonna leave me
 But she don’t
 But maybe this time I’ll be different
 Cause she shed so many tears
 She’ll remind me all the dumb shit that I’ve done over the years
 But she don’t be tripping in the morning, I got her legs up by her ears
 But as soon as we get done, I swear this is all I hear, yeah
 
 She said you ain't no good but you feel so good
 She said what if I could but I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone
 She said I know you bad, but I want you back
 She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
 I gotta leave you alone

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Got a million on my mind while I'm brushing my teeth
Say the hustlers prayer than I'm back to these streets
A million muthafuckas throwin salt on my name
A million muthafuckas throwin salt on my game
Can't hear you bitch ass niggas yeah I'm sorry
Too busy switchin these gears in my Ferrari
Roof do gymnastics, shits like magic
Life like traffic, this shit here classic
Worked the Nino Brown, went to chill in the Bahamas
I was all in the hood, got some head in the Bahama's
Why you smokin' 'bout a six? It suppress my pain
Talk about a real nigga when you mention my name
I'm a simple man, want the money, fuck fame
While you stay the same, everybody else change
Oh nooo but I'm going out tonight though
And drink til I'm fucked up like them white folks

I know it look bad, its gon be alright
Keep them bottles coming we gon be here all night
Roll them swishas up, we about to take flight
Need a set of new dice yeah, I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah we 'bout the shake life
And live every night like it's Friday night
Need a set of new dice
We 'bout the shake life

I'm 'bout the shake life that's word to my momma
The work come in, yeah its on Your Honour
Give me all the time in the World and I quote
You give me a hundred years but I won't be broke
When you broke, treat you like a bad joke
Niggas laugh at you when they know it ain't funny
Government playin' round with everybody money
Got us brainwashed so we all big dummies
War in these streets everyday like Libya
Will I get shot in the head? it's like Trivia
CNN tryna get us to hate all the Muslims
Them niggas never talkin the truth so don't trust 'em
Niggas out there die about true religion
Young niggas over here dying over True Religions
So fuck it all I'm going out tonight though
Drink til I'm fucked up like them white folks

I know it look bad, its gon be a'ight
Keep them bottles coming we gon be here all night
Roll them swishas up, we about to take flight
Need a set of new dice yeah, I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah we 'bout the shake life
And live every night like it's Friday night
Need a set of new dice
We 'bout the shake life

Supposed to live everyday just like it's your last
Smile at these suckas while you spending your cash
Ball til you fall, how long it's gon last
The only thing that matters is how long is your cash
So holla when you see me out stuntin in these cars
When you looking at a niggas do you niggas see my scars
Stab me in the back, that's right the game cut me
I got it all but lost all my dogs, the game fucked me
Some in cemeteries, and the rest got 30
Why I'm so clean tonight cause life dirty
These jockin ass rappers tryna jock my fresh
Remind me of seventh grade, when they was jockin' my Guess
I ain't gonna lie, shit I had it back then
8 for an O, I can lease bout 10
So fuck it all shit I'm going out tonight though
And drink til I'm fucked up like them white folk

Got a million on my mind while I'm brushing my teeth
Say the hustlers prayer than I'm back to these streets
A million muthafuckas throwin salt on my name
A million muthafuckas throwin salt on my game
Can't hear you bitch ass niggas yeah I'm sorry
Too busy switchin these gears in my Ferrari
Roof do gymnastics, shits like magic
Life like traffic, this shit here classic
Worked the Nino Brown, went to chill in the Bahamas
I was all in the hood, got some head in the Bahama's
Why you smokin' 'bout a six? It suppress my pain
Talk about a real nigga when you mention my name
I'm a simple man, want the money, fuck fame
While you stay the same, everybody else change
Oh nooo but I'm going out tonight though
And drink til I'm fucked up like them white folks

I know it look bad, its gon be alright
Keep them bottles coming we gon be here all night
Roll them swishas up, we about to take flight
Need a set of new dice yeah, I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah we 'bout the shake life
And live every night like it's Friday night
Need a set of new dice
We 'bout the shake life

I'm 'bout the shake life that's word to my momma
The work come in, yeah its on Your Honour
Give me all the time in the World and I quote
You give me a hundred years but I won't be broke
When you broke, treat you like a bad joke
Niggas laugh at you when they know it ain't funny
Government playin' round with everybody money
Got us brainwashed so we all big dummies
War in these streets everyday like Libya
Will I get shot in the head? it's like Trivia
CNN tryna get us to hate all the Muslims
Them niggas never talkin the truth so don't trust 'em
Niggas out there die about true religion
Young niggas over here dying over True Religions
So fuck it all I'm going out tonight though
Drink til I'm fucked up like them white folks

I know it look bad, its gon be a'ight
Keep them bottles coming we gon be here all night
Roll them swishas up, we about to take flight
Need a set of new dice yeah, I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah I'm 'bout the shake life
'bout the shake life
Yeah we 'bout the shake life
And live every night like it's Friday night
Need a set of new dice
We 'bout the shake life

Supposed to live everyday just like it's your last
Smile at these suckas while you spending your cash
Ball til you fall, how long it's gon last
The only thing that matters is how long is your cash
So holla when you see me out stuntin in these cars
When you looking at a niggas do you niggas see my scars
Stab me in the back, that's right the game cut me
I got it all but lost all my dogs, the game fucked me
Some in cemeteries, and the rest got 30
Why I'm so clean tonight cause life dirty
These jockin ass rappers tryna jock my fresh
Remind me of seventh grade, when they was jockin' my Guess
I ain't gonna lie, shit I had it back then
8 for an O, I can lease bout 10
So fuck it all shit I'm going out tonight though
And drink til I'm fucked up like them white folk