调:Eb major•
Verse 1
you know
I come from this motherfucker,
And you know,
real for many moons
Verse 2
she in her gown
I sick the canine in
the background
but it ain't gon' be too simple
around the window
aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the yard
With a sign on the fence that reads,
"Warning: Beware Of Dog"
froggish nigga leap
I neglect my dogs, starvin',
Popo', that's for weighin'
Run wit' a whole bunch of rugged
rowdy- ass knuckleheads
Know what I mean?
look like a square
But if you ever see me in a
fight with a bear
we be coonin'
But see you the type of the nigga
That'll go in the backroom
Verse 3
Gon' take this shit from the
flo' to the moon
Switch up VS cherry chokin'
the wrist and the pinkie
and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' fill a nigga cup,
fill it up with paper
Verse 4
was ankle low
to a centipede's claw
Eb
baseball
Weepolization family,
that's my favorite sport
But instead I'm back and forth
to jail and in and out of court
Bitch, serious about my rock shrine
I don't give a fuck,
I fuck with 40 dem,
make you stick your pistol out the window
the state fair
to win my lil' nieces
One of the biggest stuffed animal
prizes there
Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell
I know these streets like
the Task Force know dope
my ghetto pass can't be revoked
forgive me for my sins
Smoke an ounce of weed a day
Verse 5
truant mayne
a black eye in the game
nutritional for the brain
And nourish yo' game
niggas in this world
Ebm
Eb
Ebm
Those that eat and those that don't
Eb
Ebm
you know? You see we got the tycoon status
Eb
Ab
Big hogs, tryin' to pile the money up out your trash,
Verse 6
You can call me, Lawry's 'cause I'm seasoned
Ebm
I love sex but I don't play that part
I love Virginia,
but not when the Virginia's tart
Toss me good,
and I might Dolce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' ass some bread,
Callin' yourself takin' advantage
of my riches
I'm tryin' to be nice to yo' ass,
Ab
Eb
I normally talk bad about you bitches
Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin'
and bein' notorious
Eb
Ab
Eb
weave- a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday,
callin' all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the Hillside
mangler, 40- Water the Ballaholic
Verse 7
Make an opera singer wanna
write some raps
Ab
Ebm
Papered up, like who? Like a fax,
Verse 8
papered up like a fats
And it ain't my problem,
We all about dollars and
collar- poppin'
Verse 9
Eb
Ebm
Ab
baller, let me explain
Nigga you'se a ballaholic, nigga
Please believe in a nigga
shoe slippers nigga
You under smell me?
You'se a ballaholic
Don't ever get it twisted nigga, yeah
If you put ten thousand down
on some jewels nigga
Frisco nigga
day, you'se a ballaholic
You smell that nigga?
Ab
Ballaholics nigga
Ballaholics listen to that mob shit nigga
We stick to the rules and regulations
believe it, bitch- ass niggas
Ebm
Ab
You'se a baller, please believe that,
undersmell that?
My nigga, my nigga D- Wiz
Don't ever get it twitted nigga
Ebm
Ab
My nigga Kaveo in the motherfucker
with me you under smell that?
My nigga Steve Garvey,
Ab
Ebm
Ab
you under smell that?
he's a fuckin' ballaholic
Gold- tooth motherfuckin'
I love you to death motherfucker,
fuck ya though
Fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, I'm in
this motherfucker for life
it's me E Feeze E
Ballaholic bitch
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