Ballin
Meek Mill, Shizz Nitty
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It's the dream team bitch mr philadelphia Philly in this bitch, Meek Million Jalil Beats, holla at me All I ever wanted was a Million and a bad bitch Used to blow my money and wake Up like where my stacks went I was 17 I left my crib Went where the cash went And popped back in my hood in an Aston Mansion flying with the top off And I'm getting topped off I'm about my chicken bitch And I spit that hot sauce Mustard yellow Breitling, tell 'em catch up I'm a hot dog hood nigga But I live my life like I'm a rock star Shot bar, f*ck no Take me where the bottles at Mr rose baby, get a lot of that Copy that, roger that I be where it's popping at Jahlil he put a hit out on That beat I b-b-body that Imma take the offshore, baby Cause it costs more Elevator take me to the top Right on the ball floor Shawty tried to jump inside the coupe Can't find the car door Why you think I work so much And grind so fucking hard for Hey, bottles up, shawty drop me down Ask who fucking with me, not a sound Hear them haters talking, but they whispering So what they saying bout me Cause I'm getting it we ballin, we ballin Ballin like it's Spalding Everytime I wake up all I Hear is money calling Ballin and ballin, tearing up the Martin Call me Mr wrecking ball the way I break them walls in F*ck niggas and bitches ain't Shizzy a dope Used to have weed Now they say the bottom got dope Knew a nigga had soap And they rocked his ass Saw they did a round hit And they stopped his ass Million dollar nigga They call him socks in the air They don't play around anigga They got Glocks over there Rest in peace to Lil, he was just in the way When them bullets from up top Man they started to spray It's just another story from around the way Where we keep a tough crew And them boys don't play 75 nigga ball, rest in peace to bubble I like my remmy and my rose, bud is Keep winning, and keep on losing You keep on hating and Your bitch keep choosing You think she ain't? Motherfucker we got bottles Sitting everywhere ain't too many niggas Models sitting everywhere Hey, bottles up, shawty drop me down Ask who fucking with me, not a sound Hear them haters talking, but they whispering So what they saying bout me Cause I'm getting it we ballin, we ballin Ballin like it's Spalding Everytime I wake up all I Hear is money calling Ballin and ballin, tearing up the Martin Call me Mr wrecking ball the way I break them walls in
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