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Ballin' Out

アーティスト:French Montana  アルバム:Excuse My French 

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I got tats all on my arm, Blocks and rocks in the Benz, Forgiatos and rings, Petsy blue my paint, All these girls with you, Can't find a bitch you ain't. Every day I'm balling like fishes in that tank. Know where my hoes are, Hanging out the window when we roll up, You know what we come to Make it rain while we getting fucked up. What you say, we do this every day, Throwing about bottles, buy a bottle case, Seem like every day my birthday, I can't help but get that cake. Feel like I was born for balling out Move it up and just for falling out. I got tattoos on my neck, Half mil on my car, Dream team my rap, Just me and my dogs. Straight cash on that haircut, See you that's no landchop, Met her at the bar, try to use some headshots. Sixty to that Maybach, fake juice don't play that Take off like Jerry Griff, money tall like A6. Never hit that rear zone, baby, I was air born Hopping out that gold, sipping red on that red bone, Jump up in the back, rocking population And another faking jets, you know I pop that aces. I'm a ball, illuminati bankrupt,


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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