Gucci Mane - Ballers Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Shawnna]

Shawnna got a 'lac sittin' on tres

Shawnna don't need no nigga I'm paid

Shawnna got stacks

Shawnna got grip

Shawnna got that so you better not slip

I'm posted on tha block

My girls tippin' dro

This cafe patron got me sippin real slow

I'm lookin like a star

Ice on my neck

Ice on my wrist

Ice on my chest

You might wanna fit but I ain't on that

I'm way fucked up

I'm way tore back

And I don't give a fuck I got it like that

They took a niggas juice

I got it right back

And now they like 'damn'

Now they like 'amazing'

Tondra roll 4, 5 blunts and we blazin'

Look at shawty gazin'

He lookin like he want me

I'm sorry little daddy

I'm tryna get ya homie

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

Lames can't call her (Lames can't call her)

All she date is ballers (She only date ballers)

Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)

Squares can't call her (Squares can't call her)

Lames can't call her (Lames can't call her)

All she date is ballers (She only date ballers)

Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)

She only date ballers (It's miss Shawnna)

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[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

I'm Gucci Mane Laflare, I'm MVP

I know your baby mama real proud of me

The Benz line say they get tired of me

I'm young kush man I sell nothin but QP's

Shawnna so fine, Gucci mane I'm good

She so pretty, but still so hood

Hey little darling, How you shawty?

I'm so marvelous, I can't call it

I'm so southern, you so northern

We so crack rock, they so corny

It's two-thirty early, I'm horny

The way I cook a brick It's like I'm doin a performance

All eyes on we, Homegirl want me

Say he on tha track, So tha track real funky

Pants red monkey, Gucci go donkey

Niggaz play crazy, get left stanky

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

Lames can't call her (Lames can't call her)

All she date is ballers (She only date ballers)

Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)

Squares can't call her (Squares can't call her)

Lames can't call her (Lames can't call her)

All she date is ballers (She only date ballers)

Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)

She only date ballers (It's miss Shawnna)

[Verse 3: Shawnna]

Ay

Shawnna

I wrote the first 3

For bitches in tha hood

My and 1 bitches

Smokin on tha good

Sittin on tha porch

Sippin on tha 'gnac

Or posted in tha parking lot

Sittin on tha 'lac

Them bitches got weight

Them bitches got work

Them bitches wanna trip

Them bitches gettin murked

And stick em in tha dirt

And gone bout our business

And it ain't nothin personal

It's all bout tha figures

It's M.O.E

Till a bitch a dead

And I don't give a fuck bout what a bitch said

I'm still gettin money

I'm still gettin rich

I'm still that woman that will take your dick

Yeah tha truth hurts

You still gotta face it

I spent ya whole deal on my ring and my braclet

It's top notch twat

Cream of tha crop

I'm beatin down ya block

And let the choppers Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

Lames can't call her (Lames can't call her)

All she date is ballers (She only date ballers)

Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)

Squares can't call her (Squares can't call her)

Lames can't call her (Lames can't call her)

All she date is ballers (She only date ballers)

Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)

She only date ballers (It's miss Shawnna)

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