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Wanna Be A Baller

Lil' Troy

~Chorus~

Wanna be a baller, shot caller

Twenty inch blades on the impala

Caller get laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed with ice

I hit the highway, making money the fly way

But theres got to be a better way better way, yeah~The Youngster~

Im a baller, im a twenty inch crawler

Blades on impala diamond rotwaller

I-10 holler not a leader not follower

Break these boys off Im a twenty inch crawler

Bust a left, a right Im outta sight im blowed

Im bouncing of the road Im in a modem with themrollers

Tiny toon hopping out my big body formChain with the charm cant forget car alarm

I hoped out looking good diamond against my wood

Man it's understood got money in my hoodIm pushing big body cant stop me

For the 98 got to sell a million copies

Im a crawl slow puffing on the optimo hit the sto'

Im a go real slow puffing when Im out the door

Im a let the stash gleam, man Im looking clean

Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes

~Chorus~

~Fat Pat~

Big balling smashin' making my ends

Smoking big killa getting high in the Benz

Big balling smashin' making my ends

Smoking big killa getting high in the Benz

In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on those

Twenty lorenzoes, smoke all up in my noseYo eyes get froze as you see my locs

Candy red two door let my top down slowHit it, my remote, sitting, in my shit

Presidential v-12 with that AMG hitting

It dont quit as I get high from KC to H-Town

Connecting south side, now we world wide

Watch me high side, Fat Pat blowing killa

Cant be denied 187 thugs oh yeah we got love

Blowing sticky green we flow fool in that bub

~Chorus

~~Lil' Troy~

Sitting fat down south rolling Benz on chops

Most really I got signing with Shortstop

And thats for real so tell me how you feel

Gone make a million dollars off my first record deal

Shortstop putting it in your motherf---in' ear

I dont really give a f--- cause I aint drinking on nobeer

Codeine what i sip, pistol grip when i ride

Trunk hit tonight baby its outside

We on a f---ing mission Expedition, Navigator

Thats how we be riding alligator suit cases

Putting it in your face and thats for real

Shinning harder than the grill its the player Lil'Will

Down with the Too Low, Youngster real thugs

So nigga, nigga what Im down with my own thugs

My thugs than a pound you know its going down

Representing that H-town pop trunks surround by sound

~Chorus~

~TheYoungster~

I gots to get better man it gots to move on

Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone

Broke a tooth comb and you know aint no dope pigeons

Used to count my spokes now these hoes count my inches

Had to get older man it got colder I done got grownAnd got a chip on my shoulder

Licks in Kuwait and got links in Pakistan

Boys dont understand virtual reality Caravan

Double doors marble floors naked hoes around me

Overtime I come around these niggas want to sign me

Got the lil wheels diamond grill up in my hand

Blaze in the Benz and you cant forget the den

Lil' Booby went down to Luby's im watchin' on a movie

Drop the top its hot and you know im in a jacuzzi

Bourban and im swerving man its getting hot

My last name Lemmon drop the top im off the lot

Baked potato

~Chorus~

Wanna be a Baller