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They Don't Want Me Ballin
Twisted Insane
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Ha-ha, Liquid Assets, West Coast Mafia
Cashville Records, C-Bo, holla, yeah!
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me ballin'
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me
I'm out runnin' work, work, I got the block soul (soul)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll (roll)
I'm out runnin' work, work, I got the block soul (soul)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll
I got my money ride, I'm bustin' hunnid's ride (ride)
I'm in the club, iced out, boy, I'm stuntin' ride
Patron in my cup (cup), DP is out the bottle
Catch me by the bar, no security, just a bunch of models
If I think she fly, we headed for the sky (sky)
I'm talkin' that private jet in case Jody wanna ride (wanna ride)
It's money on minds (minds), and if you think I'm lying (lying)
I get them like the Colonel, all you gotta do is frown
And when I'm talkin' lines, boy, I ain't talkin' snorter (aha)
My money in duffel bags
I feel my order, don't support no border, and fuckin' transporter
'Cause he ain't worth a dime, and I'm spendin' more than a quarter
Had a bitch down in Florida, (Florida), she love when I record her
She eat a nigga lunch as soon as a nigga order (soon as they order)
As soon as she finish, she come and tell what I bought her
When I ask what she doin', she say, nigga, you a baller
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me ballin'
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me
I'm out runnin' work, work, I got the block sold (sold)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll (roll)
I'm out runnin' work, work, I got the block sold (sold)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll (roll)
I got money in the bank, I'm twisted and thank the papermaker
With the gas filled up in my tank
I'm livin' my life in a hike in a skyscraper
I couldn't care about none of them haters
I'm too clean in a limousine full of adrenaline
It's different to get like a people addicted like nicotine
Two thousand in the deck is what I spend when I be (pushing)
Homie, it ain't no thang and my Cadillac is filled with (pushing)
Tack her to the sweet, keep my meat right on the linen
Tackin' a whole dozen, she love it when I wanna run up
Comin' up from nothin', she was lucky to get a meal
To eatin' at Ruth's Chris, and the steak tips the Brazil grill
Deluxe tour bus, I remember we used to roll the van
Now we gon' talk about the world and I got all this (money in the bank)
I got over 200 grand, no more eatin' spams, just steak and lobster
I hang it with only the realest, I mean the gorillas and venomous mobsters
And always I carry the chop, you never know what you might use
And everyone know I'm a baller, and I got so addicted to it
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me ballin'
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me
I'm out runnin' work (work), I got the block sold (sold)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll (roll)
I'm out runnin' work (work), I got the block sold (sold)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll
(Chill!) I threw some candy on the 68, I hum on them 28s
Just sold another cake, dry cook it, let it bake
I can teach him how to shake, 12 zippers out of eight
And if he got a whole cake, FedEx it out of state
Money ain't a thing, my niggas get it like it grown trees
Every hundred thou, throw an O's, throw a gold D's
They don't want me ballin', but I don't give a fuck
Flat screens droppin', beat knockin', can't give it up
O.T. and Maseratis, models, co-bottle bodies
Get it, get it, how they live, hit it, hit it, then they split
They don't want me, th-th-they don't want me ballin'
Gettin' money, get-ge-gettin' money ballin'
But I can't help it, it's like I'm kinda stuck
Sometimes I wake up and walk outside and find a new truck
I'm talkin' fully loaded, and I ain't talkin' leather
Callin' my nature boy, 'cause he'll bring it any weather
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me ballin'
Police on the creep, creep, say they don't want me ballin'
They don't want me, they don't want me, they don't want me
I'm out runnin' work (work), I got the block sold (sold)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll (roll)
I'm out running work (work), I got the block sold (sold)
They holla one time, every time the cop roll
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