LIL WAYNE - Way Im Ballin Lyrics

I got shotguns under my staircase
Grab yo hoe ass girl face
Man have this bitch on lock
I'm bout to get this bitch a cellmate
All my life I been this cold
All my nights I spent with hoes
I keep change on me now
Cause this shit starting to take a toll
I just flew two hoes in
Oh how times I clip his wings
Make you spit that safe combination out like Listerine
And even though I'm not an artist
This is where I drow the line
We don't feel none of you niggers
Y'all some fuckin porcupines
I still got residue all on my dinner plates
Real niggers in my inner circle
None of my checks come late
I ain't having that I give’em curfews
Dressed up like a old lady
Uzi under my first dress
Surprise yo ass like a baby taking his first steps
I'm too good but just in a bad bitch
Smoke like I've been kissing dragons
Nine mill conjure her missing panties
That pussy felt like a hidden valley
Thank God that I'm so gifted I wouldn't return a single gift
But all good things must come to an end
Like this blunt burning my fingertips

This ain't what you want
Put that gun to yo hoe head
Make her tell me what you don't
Got some moon rocks in my pockets
That’s a pocket full of stones
Fuck with me cos I fuck around and
Got that shit from Neil Armstrong ow!
Neil Armstrong ow! Neil Armstrong
Fuck with me cos I fuck around and got that shit
From Neil Armstrong ow!
Got some moon rocks in my pockets
That’s a pocket full of stones
Fuck with me cos I fuck around
And got that shit from Neil Armstrong wow!

Striper pole on the yacht
Striper pole in my spot
I got your girl in my condo
Bitch I'm baling like Rondo
Flexing ranches up in Texas
I know it's a blessing but
I don't know what's a recession
If we talking Miu Miu’s, Jimmy Chews and Giuseppe she got it
I star 6 7 my flights I fly private
I'm a walking hedge fund
I copped the 62 for leg run
This bitches texted and her lights on
I bought her a new crib it's a tax right on

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers
It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers
Forever
It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers
Hold it
Don’t like the way I'm ballin on these niggas
Step up in this kitchen
Just step back till you look at me
Listen that Ferrari unreleased
Stop getting so damn pissed
I'm making real decisions
And that's real if you win it
Now I'm ready so I'm ballin that shit

Rich Gang we drop feathers to ball
Rich Gang ball till you fall
We hit the block dipping cos the block hot
Record sales ship it from the hard Knox
Living like we living it twice
Ballin with them bright lights
Bad bitches stand tall
Bad bitches want’em all
Hell a choppers on the circus
Mansion on the beach nigger that's the purpose
Blow it cos the swag is perfect
First class flights nigger we done mucked’em

It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers
It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers
Forever
It's like the way I'm ballin on these niggers
Hold it
Don’t like the way I'm ballin on these niggas
Step up in this kitchen
Just step back till you look at me
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