Karaoké Wanna Be a Baller Lil' Troy & Fat Pat, Yungstar, Lil' Will, Big T & H.A.W.K.

Wanna be a baller shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her gettin' laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight

Got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway

Making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way yeah

I'm a baller

I'm a twenty-inch crawler

Blades on Impala diamond Rottweiler

I-ten hauler never leader not a follower

Break these boys off

I'mma twenty inch crawler

Bust a left, a right

I'm outta sight I'm throwed

I'm bouncin' off the road

I'm in a modem with

Them foe dem tiny tune

Hop out my big body form chain with the Chong can't forget Moet along

I'm hot find me lookin' good diamonds against my wood

Man it's understood got money in my hood

I'm pushing big body can't stop me

'Fore the nine-eight got to sell a million copies

I'mma crawl slow puffin on the Optimo hit the sto'

I'mma go real slow puffin' indo out the do'

I'mma lit the stash green man I'm lookin clean

Want remote control good green and nice byzantines

Wanna be a baller shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her gettin' laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight

Got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway

Making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way yeah

Big ballin', smashin' makin' my ends

Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz

Big ballin', smashin' makin' my ends

Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz

In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues

Twenty Lorenzo smoke all up in my nose

Yo' eyes get froze as you see my low

Candy-red two-do' let my top down slow

Hittin' my remote sittin' in my shit

Presidential V-twelve with that A.M.G kit

It don't quit as I get high from K.C. to H-Town connectin' Southside

Now we worldwide

Watch me highside

Fat Pat blowin' killa can't be denied

One-eighty-seven thugs

Oh yeah we got love

Blowing sticky green with Flo

Brew and that Bub

Wanna be a baller shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her gettin' laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight

Got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway

Making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way yeah

Sittin' fat down South rollin' Benz on blocks

Mo' skrilla I got signin' with Shortstop

And that's for real so tell me how you feel to make a million dollars out my first record deal

Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear

Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer

Codeine what I sip pistol grip when I ride

Trunk hittin' fo' life baby it's Southside

We on a fuckin' mission

Expedition, Navigator

That's how we be ridin' alligator suitcasin'

Puttin' it in your face and that's for real

Shinin' harder than the grill it's the player Lil' Will

Down with the two Low

Yungstar be a thug

So nigga, nigga what

I'm down with Mo'Thugs

Mo'Thugs an' da Bone you know it's goin' down

Representin' that H-Town pop trunks surround by sound

Wanna be a baller shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her gettin' laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight

Got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway

Making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way yeah

I gots to get better man it gots to move on

Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone

Broke in two chrome now you know no dope pigeon

Used to count my spokes now these hoes count my inches

Had to get older man it got colder

I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder

Links in Kuwait got links in Pakistan

Boys don't understand virtual reality Caravan

Double doors, marble floors naked hoes around me

Everytime I'm comin' out niggas they wanna sign me

Got the Lil' Will diamond grills in my grin

Blaze in the Benz and you can't forget DenDen

Boobie diamond Ruby's

I'm watchin' on a movie

Drop the top on Scott and you know I'm in a jacuzzi

Bourbon and I'm swervin' man it's gettin' hot

My last name Lemmon drive my tight'um off the lot David Taylor

Wanna be a baller shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her gettin' laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight

Got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway

Making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way yeah

I hit the highway

Having things my way

I parlay everyday all day ain't no way

Boys can't stop as I slide through your neighborhood

Chop, chop, chop headed straight to the top

I only play to win 'bout to close up shop

Showstoppin' dead end pimp the pen once again

Peep the message I send

Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend

Big body Benz as I floss through the South

Big blue lens now whatcha talkin' about

Close yo' mouth as I settle all scores

Scream and shout my similes and metaphors

Mansion doors

I constantly close

All you hoes go and take off your clothes

Lord knows ain't no time to play

Commence to fuckin' and a suckin' on the H.A.W.K

Wanna be a baller shot caller

Twenty-inch blades on the Impala

Call her gettin' laid tonight

Swisher rolled tight

Got sprayed by Ike

I hit the highway

Making money the fly way

But there's got to be a better way

A better way, better way yeah