nigga shit - saint jhn lyrics
[chorus]
swoosh, i’m ballin’
i don’t know the f–k them n-gg-s call it
but out here n-gg- we call it the wave
on my n-gg- sh-t you know we go r-t-rded
so i’m like swoosh, b-tch, i’m ballin’
like i don’t know what none of ya’ll call it
but baby i be gone in the mornin’
so it’s champagne and models in the mornin’
[verse 1]
first of f–kin’ all, i was tryna ball
word to renny penny countin’ pennies at the jar
starter jacket raw, gucci loafers, nah
learn to keep a secret, don’t repeat what you saw
flames trappin’ raw, goin’ door to door
hammer in my bookbag, no respect for the law
beamer for the car, but that’s a ’94
and breaks didn’t work, and we was still goin’ hard
b-tch, i’ve been a star, i know i’m a star
i’ve been ghetto lenny except without the guitar
we build the repoire, silk and cigars
and money comin’ in, all hail to it, lord, n-gg-, much love
[pre-chorus]
had her up and down, it’s a mothaf–kin’ sunday
who, who the f–k gotta go to work monday?
who, who, who gotta set their money up?
who? i really wish you little n-gg-s let go
[chorus]
swoosh, i’m ballin’
i don’t know the f–k them n-gg-s call it
but out here n-gg- we call it the wave
on my n-gg- sh-t you know we go r-t-rded
so i’m like swoosh, b-tch, i’m ballin’
like i don’t know what none of ya’ll call it
but baby i be gone in the mornin’
so it’s champagne and models in the mornin’
[verse 2]
ghetto lenny, no guitar, ayy
you ever been to bogotã¡? ayy
i got a girl, oh, i forgot, ayy
this diplomatico cigar
she like gold bottles, or whatever, so i buy it or whatever
so she try it or whatever, on a diet or whatever
she a model or whatever, she a model or whatever
got me spendin’ like a n-gg- hit the lotto or whatever
true
[pre-chorus]
had her up and down, it’s a mothaf–kin’ sunday
who, who the f–k gotta go to work monday?
who, who, who gotta set their money up?
who? i really wish you little n-gg-s let go
[chorus]
swoosh, i’m ballin’
i don’t know the f–k them n-gg-s call it
but out here n-gg- we call it the wave
on my n-gg- sh-t you know we go r-t-rded
so i’m like swoosh, b-tch, i’m ballin’
like i don’t know what none of ya’ll call it
but baby i be gone in the mornin’
so it’s champagne and models in the mornin’
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