Mr. Baller

Mr. Baller 歌词

歌曲 Mr. Baller
歌手 Royce Da 5'9"
专辑 Rock City [Version 2.0]
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作曲 : Dotson, Hugo, Montgomery ...
Nah, man, we don't take our chains off, nah
We're here to make noise
We're here to make noise
With VA and
Detroit boys
We're here to make noise
We're here to make noise
Nigga, we're here to make noise
With VA and
Detroit boys
Come on, come on
Twin Nina
Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya
Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with
Rogue pistols
Walkin' contradiction like
Quiet Noise
No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
Four karats in these ears make you call your boys
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head and warm steel
Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels
Life's so pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
Hollow take what?
Y'all cats ya want none
I wanna see
God, first come and meet my gun
Life's a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit
Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique
Otherwse it's hell, ain't no escapin' the trips
They gotta gun, good
You'a need it in the land of the trench
Pick 'em up, fuck 'em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit' a crew similar to myself
We in the to be killa zone, playin' the
DLovin' the
D, out-a towners hatin' the
DI die for the
DIf I could
I'd fuckin' marry the
DStick my dick in the streets
And nut a bomb in the
DYou lookin' at at least 50 granny in face
And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake
They done told you wrong,
Clipse in the grey
YukonDon't mistake this style for hot and it ain't lukewarm
We gets busy, whether dressed in
Croc'dile or
LizzieYou can catch a hot ball from a all black
LizzieStart flamin', watch cats start they explainin'
Should've known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in
Any time you look, bet you find us in whips
Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks
Royce and
Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms
Malice and
Dome Sheist, y'all niggaz is flesh wounds
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I was trained to hang 'til the raid is over
Roll wit' nothin' but a whole brigade of soldiers
I was young, holdin' guns,
I kept one wit' me
In the flat bed in the back of an
F-150I see three and the six, me and the
ClipseSqueeze off, pop the guns, you seein' tips
So ride wit' me, nigga die wit' me
Yo this money's the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy
That'll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death
Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle,
I won the battle
The first nigga to ever get the cover of "The Source"
And the cover of "Guns and Ammo"
Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide
Hit me, it'll just be a nigga, hired to die
Plus I ball,
I'm ignorant,
DoggI'm a muthafuckin' star, nigga, suck my balls
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga,
I'm Mr. Baller
What you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz
I'm a baller
I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller
zuo qu : Dotson, Hugo, Montgomery ...
Nah, man, we don' t take our chains off, nah
We' re here to make noise
We' re here to make noise
With VA and
Detroit boys
We' re here to make noise
We' re here to make noise
Nigga, we' re here to make noise
With VA and
Detroit boys
Come on, come on
Twin Nina
Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya
Hit ya thirtyfour times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with
Rogue pistols
Walkin' contradiction like
Quiet Noise
No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
Four karats in these ears make you call your boys
While I' m surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head and warm steel
Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels
Life' s so pricey, it' s sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
Hollow take what?
Y' all cats ya want none
I wanna see
God, first come and meet my gun
Life' s a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit
Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique
Otherwse it' s hell, ain' t no escapin' the trips
They gotta gun, good
You' a need it in the land of the trench
Pick ' em up, fuck ' em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit' a crew similar to myself
We in the to be killa zone, playin' the
DLovin' the
D, outa towners hatin' the
DI die for the
DIf I could
I' d fuckin' marry the
DStick my dick in the streets
And nut a bomb in the
DYou lookin' at at least 50 granny in face
And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake
They done told you wrong,
Clipse in the grey
YukonDon' t mistake this style for hot and it ain' t lukewarm
We gets busy, whether dressed in
Croc' dile or
LizzieYou can catch a hot ball from a all black
LizzieStart flamin', watch cats start they explainin'
Should' ve known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in
Any time you look, bet you find us in whips
Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks
Royce and
Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms
Malice and
Dome Sheist, y' all niggaz is flesh wounds
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I was trained to hang ' til the raid is over
Roll wit' nothin' but a whole brigade of soldiers
I was young, holdin' guns,
I kept one wit' me
In the flat bed in the back of an
F150I see three and the six, me and the
ClipseSqueeze off, pop the guns, you seein' tips
So ride wit' me, nigga die wit' me
Yo this money' s the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy
That' ll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death
Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle,
I won the battle
The first nigga to ever get the cover of " The Source"
And the cover of " Guns and Ammo"
Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide
Hit me, it' ll just be a nigga, hired to die
Plus I ball,
I' m ignorant,
DoggI' m a muthafuckin' star, nigga, suck my balls
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
zuò qǔ : Dotson, Hugo, Montgomery ...
Nah, man, we don' t take our chains off, nah
We' re here to make noise
We' re here to make noise
With VA and
Detroit boys
We' re here to make noise
We' re here to make noise
Nigga, we' re here to make noise
With VA and
Detroit boys
Come on, come on
Twin Nina
Ross sisters, promise to never miss ya
Hit ya thirtyfour times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with
Rogue pistols
Walkin' contradiction like
Quiet Noise
No words, eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
Four karats in these ears make you call your boys
While I' m surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head and warm steel
Coke off the boat, wrapped in banana peels
Life' s so pricey, it' s sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
Hollow take what?
Y' all cats ya want none
I wanna see
God, first come and meet my gun
Life' s a bitch, diamonds to shine, fuck to shit
Detroit, paradise if you roll wit' my clique
Otherwse it' s hell, ain' t no escapin' the trips
They gotta gun, good
You' a need it in the land of the trench
Pick ' em up, fuck ' em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit' a crew similar to myself
We in the to be killa zone, playin' the
DLovin' the
D, outa towners hatin' the
DI die for the
DIf I could
I' d fuckin' marry the
DStick my dick in the streets
And nut a bomb in the
DYou lookin' at at least 50 granny in face
And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake
They done told you wrong,
Clipse in the grey
YukonDon' t mistake this style for hot and it ain' t lukewarm
We gets busy, whether dressed in
Croc' dile or
LizzieYou can catch a hot ball from a all black
LizzieStart flamin', watch cats start they explainin'
Should' ve known when around my dogs, tuck yo chain in
Any time you look, bet you find us in whips
Diamonds and shit, break scams from the finest of chicks
Royce and
Neptunes sick like dead babies in restrooms
Malice and
Dome Sheist, y' all niggaz is flesh wounds
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I was trained to hang ' til the raid is over
Roll wit' nothin' but a whole brigade of soldiers
I was young, holdin' guns,
I kept one wit' me
In the flat bed in the back of an
F150I see three and the six, me and the
ClipseSqueeze off, pop the guns, you seein' tips
So ride wit' me, nigga die wit' me
Yo this money' s the easiest shit to get in this world besides pussy
That' ll cost you my whole crew will stomp you to death
Wearin' cleats until you look like a waffle,
I won the battle
The first nigga to ever get the cover of " The Source"
And the cover of " Guns and Ammo"
Burn you alive soon as you and the fire collide
Hit me, it' ll just be a nigga, hired to die
Plus I ball,
I' m ignorant,
DoggI' m a muthafuckin' star, nigga, suck my balls
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
I' m Mr. Baller, nigga,
I' m Mr. Baller
What you talkin' ' bout, nigga, you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit, nigga, ' cuz
I' m a baller
I take on all y' all nigga, now that' s a baller
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