Ballers (feat. Shawnna) (Explicit)

Ballers (feat. Shawnna) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Shawnna

Written by：Zaytoven for Mizay Entertainment

Shawnna got a 'lac sittin' on tres

Shawnna don't need no n**ga I'm paid

Shawnna got stacks Shawnna got grip

Shawnna got that so you better not slip

I'm posted on tha block

My girls tippin' dro

This cafe patron got me sippin' real slow

I'm lookin' like a star

Ice on my neck

Ice on my wrist

Ice on my chest

You might wanna fit

But I ain't all that

I'm way f**ked up I'm way tore back

And I don't give a f**k I got it like that

They took a niggaz juice

I got it right back

And now they like 'D**n'

Now they like 'Amazing'

Tondra roll 4 5 blunts and we blazin'

Look at shawty gazin'

He lookin' like he want me

I'm sorry little daddy

I'm tryna get ya homie

Lames can't call her

Lames can't call her

All she date is ballers

She only date ballers

Shawty got a fetish

For boys who go get it

Squares can't call her

Squares can't call her

Lames can't call her

Lames can't call her

All she date is ballers

She only date ballers

Shawty got a fetish

For boys who go get it

She only date ballers

It's Miss Shawnna

I'm Gucci Mane a flare I'm M V P

I know your baby mama real proud of me

The Benz line say they get tired of me

I'm young kush man I sell nothin' but Q P's

Shawnna so fine Gucci man I'm good

She's so pretty but still so hood

Hey little darling how you Shawty

I'm so marless I can't call it

I'm so southern you so northern

We so crack rock they so corny

It's two thirty early mornin'

The way I cook a brick it's like I'm doin' a performance

All eyes on we homegirl want me

Say he on tha track so the track real funky

Pants red monkey Gucci go donkey

Niggaz play crazy get left stanky

Lames can't call her

Lames can't call her

All she date is ballers

She only date ballers

Shawty got a fetish

For boys who go get it

Squares can't call her

Squares can't call her

Lames can't call her

Lames can't call her

All she date is ballers

She only date ballers

Shawty got a fetish

For boys who go get it

She only date ballers

It's Miss Shawnna

I wrote the first 3 for b**ches in tha hood

My and 1 b**ches smokin' on tha good

Sittin' on tha porch sippin' on tha yak

Or posted in tha parking lot sittin' on tha 'lac

Them b**ches got weight

Them b**ches got work

Them b**ches wanna trip

Them b**ches gettin' murked

And stick 'em in tha dirt

And gone 'bout our business

And it ain't nothin' personal

It's all 'bout tha figures

It's M O E 'till a b**ch a dead

Now I don't give a f**k about what a b**ch said

I'm still gettin' money I'm still gettin' rich

I'm still that woman that will take your dick

Yeah tha truth hurts you still gotta face it

I spent ya whole deal on my ring and my bracelet

It's top notch twat

Cream of tha crop

I'm beatin' down ya block

And let the choppers chop

Chop chop chop chop

Lames can't call her

Lames can't call her

All she date is ballers

She only date ballers

Shawty got a fetish

For boys who go get it

Squares can't call her

Squares can't call her

Lames can't call her

Lames can't call her

All she date is ballers

She only date ballers

Shawty got a fetish

For boys who go get it

She only date ballers

It's Miss Shawnna

Chill chill chill