Monday, April 26, 2021

DummbyOshua - Baller lyrics

Baller

DummbyOshua

GENRE
Rap
Yea ima big baller
Talkin bout daddy
Bitch I ain't yo father
Spendin bands
Then I stepped in a Guala
I just stay dripped out in Gucci and Prada
Yea you ain’t bout shit
Nigga keep talkin guess he gettin hit
No time to listen he sound like a bitch
Imma keep it a hunnid he talkin fake shit

Yea gettin my bands up
Even though im fucked up
Fucked on the lean n the hot box
Pussy nigga think he a hot shot
Pull up when the block hot
Bitch get the heat like a crock pot
Mess wit my niggas
You'll see what we really bout
I ain't talkin milly rock
I just be ballin
These niggas be really foul
So say how you feelin now
I be movin around wit my dick out
Put it in a bitch mouth
Nigga really feelin like a pornstar
I just took a trip to the 6 now
Gotta keep my blick out
Just in case a nigga wanna act hard
Fuck on yo bitch on the low
She callin me daddy the callin you bro
She said my rocket be up like a missile
She blow on my dick
Then go home just to kiss you
T-R-3 by my side
Ye das da gang
Look at us wrong
We blastin tdy
Smoke u like a bong
Itll be too late
So we’ll jus grab the Glocks

Yea ima big baller
Talmin bout daddy
Bitch I ain't yo father
Spendin bands
Then I stepped in a Guala
I just stay dripped out in Gucci and Prada
Yea you ain't bout shit
Nigga keep talkin guess he gettin hit
No time to listen he sound like a bitch
Imma keep it a hunnid he talkin fake shit

They said i'm legendary
And its kinda scary
I pull up in a ghost no phantom
Bro I been moving steady
Oh they wasn't ready
Cuz I'm boutta be gold or platinum
Might just pull up wit my glocky
You cannot stop me
Pull up and shoot everybody
Might just mess up the whole lobby
Shootin like scottie
Imma be rich just like Roddy
Talk about ballin
They calling my number
But I'm not gon pick it up today
Females be haters
The said imma player
Girl all I be playin is 2k
Just won the chip
And they asked if ill dip
I said I do not have the time to waist
I bought clip and then stuck to my hip
Was a belt that said Rolex and Gucci
Switch up flip it up
Murder the flow
I dont know if I did enough
If I say that it'll happen I get it done
Still on the look out for my new competitor
Feel like Lebron
Im king, no Von
But RIP to the legends
Don’t do me wrong
I know I’m on
Stop tracin the places im step-in

Yea ima big baller
Talmin bout daddy
Bitch I ain't yo father
Spendin bands
Then I stepped in a Guala
I just stay dripped out in Gucci and Prada
Yea you ain’t bout shit
Nigga keep talkin guess he gettin hit
No time to listen he sound like a bitch
Imma keep it a hunnid he talkin fake shit

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