Marty Baller - From Harlem To Paris lyrics

[Intro] Yeah... from Harlem to Paris... n***as embarrased... I'm Marty Baller... Woo woo... [Hook 2x] Walk in this b**h, I'm the sh** now (now) Smoking OG, ain't no pic now (now) n***as watch me when I spit now (now) Marty baller, he legit now (Marty Baller, Marty Baller...) Diamond grill, six styles (styles) Bet they love when I smile (style) Graduated, cap and gown (gown) But I didn't have to bow [Verse 1] Pull up, they know I'm the sh** (...I'm the sh**) Baller gang, gettin' lit (...baller gang, gettin' lit) Pull up, the b**h show yo tits (...show yo tits) We an army in this sh** (...we an' army in this sh**) Its about time to get rich (...time to get rich) f** it, no more hit or licks (...no more hit or licks) I was just selling bricks (...was just selling bricks) Now our party gettin' lit (... our party gettin' lit) b**hes pop molly and sh** (...pop molly and sh**) Turn to Bill Cosby real quick (...turn to Bill Cosby real quick) Man everybody gettin' bit (...man everybody gettin' bit) Ain't no money gettin' spent (ain't no money gettin' spent) I'ma party in the penthouse (penthouse) They just begging me to get out (oww) Pockets so full, I can't sit down (sit down) All these b**hes takin' pics now (b**h) What they think I'm the party of this b**h (prat of this b**h) I showed my ID, then I was lit (hey) Couple homie with the grip (with the grip) Chasing n***as, wanna trip (chase a n***a wanna trip...) Pull up Rari's with the tents (ahhh) With homies that got no sense (ain't got no sense) We drivin' to pay our rent (yeah) n***as get drunk and get hit (hit) [Hook] Walk in this b**h, I'm the sh** now (now) Smoking OG, ain't no pic now (now) n***as watch me when I spit now (now) Marty baller, he legit now (Marty Baller, Marty Baller...) Diamond grill, six styles (styles) Bet they love when I smile (style) Graduated, cap and gown (gown) But I didn't have to bow [Verse 2] Get it, my momma so happy I made it, and did it Aunt Jackie Ain't no more [?] nappy Make sure my family happy I remember I was strapped Ridin' round with my gat Put my team on the map Ain't no more selling crack We gon sell out the Garden Ball on them now I'm James Harden Smoking weed, I got a garden Cardingan, all like I'm Carton Got a flight, and I'm departin' Blast off like a Martian But I be playing my part Treat the rap just like its art I do not care for the fame I do not care for you lames I I got a gun, and I got aim Boutta go ice out my chain Boutta cop me a Range Chill somewhere in Spain You gunna remember my name Same n***a, I 'on't change [Hook] Walk in this b**h, I'm the sh** now (now) Smoking OG in the pic no (now) n***as watch me when I spit now (now) Marty baller, he legit now (Marty Baller, Marty Baller...) Diamond grill, six styles (style) Bet they love when I smile (smile) Graduated, cap and gown (gown) But I didn't have to bow [Outro Hook] (Walk in this b**h, I'm the sh** now) (Smoking OG in the pic now) (n***as watch me when I spit now) (Marty baller, he legit now) (Diamond grill, six styles) (Bet they love when I smile) (Graduated, cap and gown) (But I didn't have to bow)