Chris Love - Ballin' Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Riding down the coast to atlanta (down the coast to atlanta)

Riding down the coast to atlanta
We moving bricks out the phantom
Keep the real ones close to me
And im always off the gas well usually (gas,gas)
Bad bitch and her pussy taste like fanta (taste like fanta)
She gone give me head like bandana (like bandana)
And she thick like a dancer aye
Stripped off all her clothes
We made a movie for the camera
Click click take a flick
Aye yea
Got yo main bitch on my dick
Aye yea
Pockets gettin real thick
Just hit another lick
So now u know we with the shits

I keep getting to this dough (chasing all this dough)
Think I got too many hoes (got too many hoes)
Off the loud I'm with my woes (I'm smoking gas)
Off the loud I'm with my woes (gas,gas, gas)
Yeah, these hoes all about the drama (the drama)
Yeah I just worry bout my commas (my commas)
I'm so black and handsome like obama (obama)
I'm gone get a bag and I put that on my momma
I been runnin up check yeah yeah
Diamonds dancing all on my neck yeah yeah
They gone think I got a cheat code (they gone think I got cheat code)
Ballin like I'm f*ckin D Rose (ballin like im f*ckin D Rose)

You cant compete with the coldest (burr)
Yea ice on my wrist im the frozest (burr,burr)
First I get it, then I split it with my bros
Still gone be the that same lil nigga from LO
But I just copped a bag now im running to the store
My lil bitch bougee buy her Tiffany & Co
Designers bags only
Look I got milli stashed on me, keep a bag on me
New plug so I'm on another level
Only pretty bitches I won't ever f*cking settle
This that real good gas, I only carry pressure
Two hits then I pass, already feelin better

I keep getting to this dough (chasing all this dough)
Think I got too many hoes (got too many hoes)
Off the loud I'm with my woes (I'm smoking gas)
Off the loud I'm with my woes (gas,gas, gas)
Yeah, these hoes all about the drama (the drama)
Yeah I just worry bout my commas (my commas)
I'm so black and handsome like obama (obama)
I'm gone get a bag and i put that on my momma
I been runnin up check yeah yeah
Diamonds dancing all on my neck yeah yeah
They gone think I got a cheat code (they gone think I got cheat code)
Ballin like I'm f*ckin D Rose (ballin like I'm f*ckin D Rose)
(Ba ballin like I'm D Rose)
They see me ballin like I'm D Rose
(Ba ballin like I'm d rose)
They see me ballin like im D Rose
(They see me ballin like I'm D Rose)
They see me ballin like I'm D Rose
(See me ballin like I'm D Rose)
Ballin like I'm f*cking D Rose
(F*cking D Rose)

Yeah, these hoes all about the drama (the drama)
Yeah I just worry bout my commas (my commas)
I'm so black and handsome like obama (obama)
I'm gone get a bag and I put that on my momma
I been runnin up check yeah yeah
Diamonds dancing all on my neck yeah yeah
They gone think I got a cheat code (they gone think I got cheat code)
Ballin like I'm f*ckin D Rose (ballin like im f*ckin D Rose)

D Rose, D Rose, D Rose, D Rose
D Rose, D Rose
Counting all these f*cking zeros
Ballin like I'm f*cking D Rose