Ballin lyrics

[Intro: DJ Raj Smoove]
Young Money
Volume 1
This is Lil Weezy Ana
Best Rapper Alive, Weezy F
Greatest DJ in the world, Raj Smoove
Let's go!

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
We stay hot on that 504 sh*t (New Orleans)
Sellin iron all the time, and you know this
We stay hot on that 504 sh*t (New Orleans)
Sellin iron all the time, and you know this

[Bridge: Lil Wayne]
Look, back out the garage in the hog
And you know I redo the insides like the morgue
Look, back out the garage in the hog
And you know I redo the insides like the morgue
Look, back out the garage in the hog
And you know I redo the insides like the morgue

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
The coupe blue like the ‘do on Marge
Ridin with a b*tch prettier than a Debarge
Mommy want a soldier, baby I’m a Sarge
You can’t have me but we can have a menage (that’s 3)
Now rub me wrong and f*ck up my massage
And it’s flowers for the dead, better get em a corsage
Yeeaa, head n*gga in large
And everything I do, I San Diego Charge
While you n*ggas just starve
I’m eating so much I'mma f*ck around and barf
And, red is the color of my scarf (B's up)
And understand – to a giant, you’re a dwarf
My flow’s throwed off
I’m so sick all I got to do is cough
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
We stay hot on that 504 sh*t (New Orleans)
Sellin iron all the time, and you know this
We stay hot on that 504 sh*t (New Orleans)
Sellin iron all the time, and you know this

[Verse 2: Raw Dizzy]
b*tch I come from the bottom of the map
New Orleans, Louisiana, we love to pack gats
We love to count stacks, we love to pump back
I love killing the track; me, Wayne, Ronny, and Mac
That’s some Hollygrove sh*t, yeah
And I'mma bang it in your ear until you get it clear
You heard that? That’s my word, and I meant that
Don’t tempt me, I leave ya bent up in your Bentley
Believe me

[Verse 3: Ronny]
Yeah it’s Ronny, back in the game
Straight off the block, back in the game
Now run, tell you heard me rapping with Wayne
Run, tell you heard me rapping insane
Yea, I’m off in this b*tch, puffing drogas in this b*tch (b*tch)
I’m leaning in this b*tch, we got freaks in this b*tch
We deep in this b*tch
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
We stay hot on that 504 sh*t (New Orleans)
Sellin iron all the time, and you know this
We stay hot on that 504 sh*t (New Orleans)
Sellin iron all the time, and you know this

[Verse 4: Mack Maine]
I got a thing for them big trucks
Big, fine b*tches with good jug and big butts
5, 4 mommies with nice head and fake tits
That don’t get loose off Goose and probably act up
5, 7 b*tches with bowlegs that take di*k
All they really need is like two pills and 6 blunts
Wake up in the morning and count money and make grits
She don’t really know no English so we don’t say sh*t
(Mack Maine) Yeah, Wayne said let it rain on them (I did)
Mother nature with the paper, doing a Mack Maine on em
Like, there go 1000, like swoosh
Like, there go 2000... (ballin)
Now shake that ass like you can’t
Pay your cable bill and you tryna watch the Saints
On the 60 inch Hitachi, living like Liberace
Sporting the latest Versace, shotty and Maseratis
Dodging the paparazzi, AC cold like the heart of Nazis
This here a classic like old school Hirachis
Then get your grill cooked like it was Hibachi
Word to cousin Rodney