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Too Short
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Looking for a Baller
作詞:Phalon Alexander, Franne Golde, Duane Hitchings, Dennis Lambert, Todd Shaw
We, roll dubs Ball, in clubs Dimes, no scrubs If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
We, roll dubs Ball, in clubs Dimes, no scrubs If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
From the yay, from the yay, poppin' my collar If you're lookin' for a baller, baller From the yay, from the yay, poppin' my collar If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
Whassup baby? Still dreamin'? For a rich man, you still fiendin'? Well, I hope he got skills if you know what I mean Everything from oral sex, to cookin' and cleanin'
Rich niggaz want it all, just like you And when I ball, don't ask me what I do You wanna be kept, keep yo' mouth shut But youse a gold digger and you go out too much
If I choose you, it'll be the wrong choice I'm sayin' fuck you loud, with a strong voice One rainy day and yo' ass is out No money to spend, you start passin' out
So dramatic, even though it ain't yo' cash Bitches like you, I wanna thank yo' ass For bein' shallow, I know you a bad ho' I wouldn't let yo' punk-ass stand next to my shadow
We, roll dubs Ball, in clubs Dimes, no scrubs If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
We, roll dubs Ball, in clubs Dimes, no scrubs If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
I like a Cinderella story, but most of the time These nothin'-ass, gold diggin' hoes are fine A nigga frontin', you wanna have sex with a star? He drive a Benz, but it's the next nigga car
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com The only thing he own is that outfit But he still stuck his dick in yo' mouth bitch And after all that gettin' fucked on the floor He called a taxi to take you home in the mornin'
Dumb bitch, you just got fucked by a flunkie See you at the club and you actin' like you want me Don't make me laugh We get married, and you take half
I don't think so, see you at the bank ho' You wanna walk down the aisle but I can't go I got her number, but I never call her You better look around and find another baller, beotch
We, roll dubs Ball, in clubs Dimes, no scrubs If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
We, roll dubs Ball, in clubs Dimes, no scrubs If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
I don't want yo' key, you ain't gettin' mine Ask to use my car, you commitin' a crime Leave yo' panties or yo' bra, I throw 'em away Can't find the door? I show you the way
Hope you come back, but you just can't stay We can get together on another day I come get you, when I miss you 'Cause if I see you every day I'd probably diss you
What'chu gon' do when you get you a baller? Rich man, what she gotta do to get you to call her? Better talk about, might like what you hear Say it right in her ear, every night of the year
You can be together, beotch You better get a job if you wanna be rich Go to school or somethin', get a degree I know you wanna baller but it can't be me
From the yay, from the yay, poppin' my collar If you're lookin' for a baller, baller From the yay, from the yay, poppin' my collar If you're lookin' for a baller, baller
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