C-Bo - Professional Ballers Lyrics

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[featuring: marvaless pizzo mac mall jt tha bigga figga killa tay]

[marvaless]

Yeah ladies first so watch me set it off even the brothers can`t touch us

Professional ballers is what they call us ain`t no tellin who we`re bailin

Kentucky texas atl strikin in a lexus

The nigga that wanna test this

Thought this shit was shut down thought this shit was dead like makaveli

Cali legends keep it goin bout this player shit i`m knowin

Haters i know you`re bumpin this shit so here`s another *?daltz?*

From the bay to the scc you heard us straight from california`s most

[pizzo]

We don`t need no practice no theatrics

Bout the way we be livin with the mafia tactics i be constantly at it

Tryin to stack my riches like bill gates

Servin raw and uncut caine so you can`t hate

Because it angers me when niggas try to bite my ass

But we be professional ballers hittin at the top-notch ass

Pass the green leaf on the left inhale a breath of chronic smoke

Exhale like a pro i be too much for you to cope

Chorus: c-bo

We steady countin our money on a mission to ball

All the things we dream we wanna see before we call

So we pack heavy push chevy`s makin the `fetti

If you`re ready to holler at a professional baller

*repeat*

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[mac mall]

Baby capone on the loose skywalk and fly shit

Off paraguay glock in the drop plus we`re hidin

Astronauts turnin in shit for the soldiers that recop

Shoot outta state pushin killer cali rocks

Big wreckin ball nuts and you can notify the monks

I be flossin in gators maybe ??? ???

Tennis shoes press our shit

Aliens gank and flew runnin out to see you

With the loot

Interlude: killa tay

Yeah

West coast mafia bitch

Everybody else can suck a dick

[killa tay]

I`m steadily tryin to get my bail on

Tapped me up on the cell phone it ain`t far

Stomped in steel toes i look out my ??? so back up off me

The k-i-double l-a t-a-y call me the locster

Only smokes the bombest chronic professional ballers like the sonics

Respect game with or without these gold chains

We`re sure the west got shit sold

From the rap game to the cocaine come get some

Got pounds like a kick drum got hitmen

Payin em under the table lyrics fatal like a ninja

No pretendin we`re steady ballin

Chorus

[c-bo]

From the valley to the bay i`m known for stackin chips

My 500 whip be hip with the amg hit

`74 drop caprice gold ones dip

Candy-coated sport professional ballers don`t trip

Makin moves pushin luxuries to ol` schools

Chorus

I spit the a-1 that`s why my pockets weigh a tonne

And my crew be mafioso`s high performance and low-lows

Professional ballers on the go and get more doe

[jt tha bigga figga]

Who keep it knockin with mean choppers? my niggas keep it poppin

We`re rockin professional ballers figga-ro will be the tallest

Player that you spot duck or dodge?

It`s all turn the impalas all skirty

Left em deserted heat em where their pockets hurted

Sold it up by then two quarters and half a flynn

With my nigga bo-loc in the 500 benz

Ready to bust and make it happen fo` sho` so stack g`s

With them 8-ball gangstas

And the young mack knees and that`s for sheez

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