Project Pat - Ballers / Outro Cash Money Mix Lyrics
feat. 3-6 Mafia, Baby (Big Tymers), Hot Boys)[Project PAT]Man, why these niggas always hatin' on Hynotize and Cash Money?Man, ***** these niggas![Baby]What's up wodie? It's these gold girll and these platinum-mouth boysThese big time Hot Boy$, these 3-6 boys,wit the self made millionaire Cash Money boys[Turk]You done *****ed with the wrong niggaMust they know that I ride and I shoot quickerShould have known not to upset this lil niggaYou got a click so what nigga my click thickerA bunch of real niggas that'll burn yaWith no waitin' catch ya slippin then jam ya upSlangin' weight ain't no thang for mePlay by the rulesOr shit I'll kill yo' familyThat's what I doBust ya chest wide openAnd split ya fade niggaAnd them all frozenMoves from the 'K niggaTurk don't play, when it's time to get seriousThink I'm a hoe keep it that way and stay curious[Baby]Niggas be shoutin' one love but wearin black glovesSome niggas 26 and 28 still live in they mom house askin' for playThem niggas shouldn't be respected, they fakeInstead of hittin' blocks with glocks and touchin' niggas money spotAnd breakin' bread with the woman who put em in that spotThese niggas wanna trick they hoesAnd play with they noseInstead of totin' fo' fo's and movin' *****in' kilosNigga I done bought more cars than niggas done bought ***** hoesAnd bought more rims than niggas done *****ed they main hoe in they *****s3-6 told me to roll and unloadBut nigga ***** thatI'm tryin' to stack and mackAnd that deal with Universal shoulda showed thatBut Uptown is where its atPlayboy won't you tell me how you luv that?Won't you tell me how you luv that?[Chorus: repeat 2X]BallersWe be on some twanky twankiesPlaya hatas get found stanky stankyTrickin fat blunts of that danky dankyBig diamond rangs on our panky panky[Juvenile]***** with 3-6 Mafia gon' make me millions***** with CMR gon' make me some more millionsI can see it, I'm a kill 'emAnd build me and buildingAnd put some money to the side for my mom and my childrenRidin' with my nigga Rambezee, to the easyDrinkin' for my nigga Babyzee and B.G.eezyDucked offTinted windows on my candy apple cut dawgIt's a classy nigga ***** yall[Juicy J]I'm representin' Northern Memphis to the *****in' fullestWe ain't the kind to tote a gun when there ain't no bulletsAnd when that drama starts the strap we expect to pull itYou see a nigga holdin gauge and you wish he would haveRolled by yo' mama house and put her in a comaCuz niggas gone on that Hennessey and marijuanaAnd now we back up in the hood on a burner phone-aIn that game slangin' came to you blood donorsIt's on, coward[Lil Wayne]They call me quick draw 2 pistols Lil WayneChampagne took my brain I don't think I just aimDrop tops on a Z-3Start shootin' like 3 burnersHow come them try meNever know me block burnerBetter watch for lil shorty in blackNigga get backBout to make my glock 40 click clackBrrr kill itIt's yo LifeSpill ItPlayin' with the realestPop fire like a skilletNow nigga what the dillyHighly influenced on CristalI'm warnin' you to clear the set because it gets wildI be disguised as a mailman with a pistolThen deliver him 50 shots and take his child[DJ Paul]Punk ***** I dare yaI double dare ya step against this pot belly*****es they try to step to the ruler but they ain't readyWeak ass them cowards try to make moves but I knock 'em out2nd ones step yall need more help 2 barrels in his mouthFace it when this shits *****ed up you gotta deal with itThis is my game, live with it or get killed with itThese are my diceThis is my board I let you roll offAnd how you gon' have ice when I cut your *****in' water off[Chorus][Project Pat]It's the project nigga roll back I own them bricksKickin' game with the Hot Boy$ and 3-6B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil WayneNorth Memphis, Uptown, and we havin' thangsAIn't no thang when ya come real ya gotta shineI'm strapped with a glock 9, he ain't takin' mineWe in our prime puttin' in work players never rush itFull of gin, *****ing hoes, like I'm mad russianA discussion amongst men means a power moveIs about to be made for a come-up foolSlang that iron when you get in my businessHypnotize, Cash Money, on the rise *****[Chorus 2X
