[Verse] I Drive the Phantom off the Lawn, My Neighbors Think I'm Lebron (WOW) Diamonds on my charms, White Bitches on my arm (Wow) So many acres, you think that it was a farm (Wow) Goons out in front of the house with fire arms (BLAOW) Money Draws Pussy, I don't need a ball of yarn (No Sir) Cause these hoes know I ball like I'm Micheal Jordan (You Know It) Giovannas on my whip, these bitches can't ignore it (You Know It) I'm like Ray J on these Hoes, I Fuck and Record Em (Ho) But I ain't Nuttin' in em, You know they gonna keep it (Yup) I get that Becky from her face, then I go and Free Her (Yup) Juicy J don't have tint, He want you to see him (Yup) So many Bitches on a Nigga, you would think I Breed Em (Woo)
[Hook] (x2) We Ball With the Money Balls, Throwin' up thousands (WHOOP!) Balls of that Money, Shawty come get you a thousand (WHOOP!) Then I'm Poppin' Bottles, You know that automatic (WHOOP!) And I'm on that Dynamite, Blowin Up Cali (WHOOP!)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
