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Lyrics for Mr. Baller by Royce da 59:
| | | Artist: | Royce da 59 |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Mr. Baller | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 58 | | | | Lyrics: | (fet. Clipse, Pharell Williams, Tre-Little)
[Pharell]
Nah man, we don't take our chains
off...nah
We're here to make noise!
We're here to make noise
With VA and Detroit
boys
We're here to make noise
We're here to make noise!
Nigga, we're here to make
noise
With VA and Detroit boys
[Pusha T]
Twin Nina Ross sisters
Promise to
never miss ya
Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back
quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with rogue pistols
Walkin'
contradiction like "quiet noise"
No words eyes blurred with my diamonds pores
Four karats in
these ears make you call your boys
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex
toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana
peels
Life's so pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through
windshields
[Hook x2 - Pharell]
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga
I'm Mr. Baller
What's you
talkin' bout nigga you see a baller
Fuck that bullshit nigga cuz I'm a baller
I take on all
y'all nigga
Now that's a baller
[Tre-Little]
Hollow tip what?
Y'all cats don't
want none
I wanna see God, first come and meet my gun
Life's a bitch
Diamonds to shine
(fucka) to shit
Detroit, paradise if you roll wit my clique
Otherwse, it's hell
Ain't no
escapin' the trips
They gotta gun, good
You'a need it in the land of the trench
Pick 'em
up, fuck 'em up
Every man for theyself
Unless you cheat wit a crew similar to myself
We
in the "to be" killa zone, playin' the D
Lovin' the D
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