Lil Wayne - Ballin lyrics

Young Money Volume 1 This is Lil Weezy Ana Best Rapper Alive, Weezy F Greatest DJ in the world, Raj smoove Let's go! [Lil Wayne:] We stay hot on that 504 sh** (New Orleans) Sellin iron all the time, and you know this We stay hot on that 504 sh** (New Orleans) Sellin iron all the time, and you know this Look Back out the garage in the hog And you know I redo the insides like the morgue Look Back out the garage in the hog And you know I redo the insides like the morgue Look Back out the garage in the hog And you know I redo the insides like the morgue The coupe blue like the 'do on Marge Ridin with a b**h prettier than a Debarge Mommy want a soldier, baby I'm a Sarge You can't have me but we can have a menage (that's 3) Now rub me wrong and f** up my ma**age And it's flowers for the dead, better get em a corsage Yeeaa; head n***a in large And everything I do, I San Diego Charge While you n***as just starve I'm eating so much I'mma f** around and barf And, red is the color of my scarf (B's up) And understand, to a giant you're a dwarf My flow's throwed off I'm so sick all I got to do is cough We stay hot on that 504 sh** (New Orleans) Sellin iron all the time, and you know this We stay hot on that 504 sh** (New Orleans) Sellin iron all the time, and you know this [Raw Dizzy:] b**h I come from the bottom of the map New Orleans, Louisiana, we love to pack gats We love to count stacks, we love to pump back I love k**ing the track; me, Wayne, Ronny, and Mac That's some Hollygrove sh**, yeah And I'mma bang it in your ear Until you get it clear You heard that? That's my word, and I meant that Don't tempt me, I leave ya bent up in your Bentley Believe me [Ronny:] Yeah it's Ronny, back in the game Straight off the block, back in the game Now run, tell you heard me rapping with Wayne Run, tell you heard me rapping insane Yea, I'm off in this b**h Puffing drogas in this b**h I'm leaning in this b**h We got freaks in this b**h We deep in this b**h We stay hot on that 504 sh** (New Orleans) Sellin iron all the time, and you know this We stay hot on that 504 sh** (New Orleans) Sellin iron all the time, and you know this [Mack Maine:] I got a thing for them big trucks Big, fine b**hes with good jug and big bu*ts 5, 4 mommies with nice head and fake tits That don't get loose off Goose and probably act up 5, 7 b**hes with bowlegs that take dick All they really need is like two pills and 6 blunts Wake up in the morning and count money and make grits She don't really know no English so we don't say sh** (Mack Maine) Yeah, Wayne said let it rain on them (I did) Mother nature with the paper, doing a Mack Maine on em Like, there go 1000, like swoosh Like, there go 2000... (ballin) Now shake that a** like you can't Pay your cable bill and you tryna watch the Saints On the 60 inch Hitachi, living like Liberace Sporting the latest Versace Shotty and Maseratis Dodging the paparazzi AC cold like the heart of Nazis This here a cla**ic like old school Hirachis Then get your grill cooked like it was Hibachi Word to cousin Rodney