Mr. Baller feat. Clipse, Tre Little, and Pharrell Williams

Royce Da 5'9"

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Nah man, we don't take our chains off Nah We here to make noise We here to make noise Them VA and Detroit boys, we here to make noise We here to make noise Nigga, we here to make noise Them VA and Detroit boys, c'mon, c'mon Twin Nina Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya Hit ya thirty-four times to make ya skin blister Extended clips cock back quick, the chrome scissors Wack you out fire gun and bend barrels with broke pistols Walkin contradiction like quiet noise No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds poised Four karats in these ears make you call your boys My life surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys Blind love for money, head and warm steel Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels Life so pricey it send in your body chills And we baptize cars with hollows through windshields I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller Politic what? Y'all cats don't want none Wanna see God, first come and meet my gun This life's a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck the shit Detroit, paradise if you roll with my clique Otherwise it's hell, ain't no escapin the trench Got a gun, good, you will need it in the land of the drench Pick 'em up, fuck 'em up, every man for they self Unless you cheat with a crew, similar to myself We in a 2-3 killa zone, playin the D, lovin the D Out-of-towners hatin the D, I die for the D If I could I'd fuckin marry the D Stick my dick in the streets and nut up all in the D You lookin at at least fifty grand to ya face And if you thought any less just know you made a mistake And I told you wrong, Clipse in the gray Yukon Don't mistake your style for hot and it ain't lukewarm We gets busy, whether dressed in crocodile or lizzy You can catch a hot ball from my all-black glizzy Start flamin, watch cats start to explainin Shoulda known when around my dogs tuck your chain in Anytime you look, bet you find us in whips Diamonds and shit, braided skins from the finest of chicks Royce and Neptune sick like dead babies in restrooms Malice a dome shot, y'all niggas is flesh wounds I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller I was trained to hang 'til the raid is over Roll with nothin but a whole brigade of soldiers I was young holdin guns, I kept one with me In the flatbed in the back of an F-150 I see three and six, me and the Clipse Squeeze off, pop the guns, you seein the tips So ride with me, die with me Yo this money's the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy That'll cost you, my whole crew'll stomp you to death Wearin cleats until you look like a waffle I won the battle, the first nigga to ever get the cover of The Source And the cover of Guns and Ammo Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide Hit me, it'll just be a nigga hired to die Plus I ball, I'm ignorant, dog I'm a motherfuckin star, nigga, suck my balls, I'm a baller I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller I'm Mr. Baller, nigga, I'm Mr. Baller What you talkin 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, cuz, I'm a baller I take on all y'all, nigga, now that's a baller