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Ballers • s5e1
2015
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I can't be nobody else's I want them bad bitches to myself, 'cause I'm selfish Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you, "I'm for real bitch" Ain't no effects, we come for the checks We stirrin' the racks, we trappin' the 'jects We sleepin' in jets, we really the best (brr, brr, brr) We pull and flex, we speakin' baguettes The niggas done test, and the bitches done text We came from the bottom, we never forget (hey, hey, hey) Death to a coward, I never allow it Them niggas is jealous, them niggas is sour They watchin' the glow up They wantin' the power, I'll aim at your head I'll send you the flowers, I stand on the couch I piss on the towels, sleep in the pools Or fuck in showers, for all of the days they didn't allow us (Hey, hey, hey, brr) Ain't no effects, we come for the checks We stirrin the racks, we sleepin' in 'jects We jump on the jets, my niggas is next (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Fuck all the press, my niggas is next Foot on they neck, pay no respect My nigga we blessed (hey-ay-ay-ay-ay) You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh Key to success, you lookin' depressed You did it to death, you shoot at the head I shoot at the chest, yeah Drivin' a Ghost, my dad was a ghost The bitch on the side, she don't got on clothes The moment is close, just watch the approach (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope They mention my name, I give 'em a quote She gave you her heart, she gave me her throat (Hey, hey, hey, hey) I got it made, my niggas is made I'm gettin my money, my nigga I'm paid The pussy is good, my credit is great All I want is a yacht, and some top In a coupe, by the spot And a bad bitch to cook, nigga look Fuck a book, I never read, everything I got, I took She on a tape, I'm on a lake, he gon' grill it, niggas goin' ape For Heaven's sake, he scrape the plate I lift him up, but hit him up he levi- I can't be nobody else's I want them bad bitches to myself, 'cause I'm selfish Lit nigga, girl I know you felt it Young Ghetto Lenny tried to tell you, "I'm for real bitch" You ride for the best, I'm here in the flesh Key to success, you lookin' depressed You did it to death, you shoot at the head I shoot at the chest, yeah Drivin' a Ghost, my dad was a ghost The bitch on the side, she don't got on clothes The moment is close, just watch the approach (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Momma I'm dope, my niggas is dope The switch up is dope, the pickup is dope They feelin' the waitin' on the G.O.A.T (Hey, hey, hey, hey) I got it made, my niggas is made I'm gettin my money, my nigga I'm paid The pussy is good, my credit is great All I want is yacht
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