Tired Of Ballin

Tired Of Ballin Lyrics

Lil John
Ahh! Hey!
Ugh! Huh!
Suh! Shuh!
Jones Jooo
Yo b**ches
Too much all of that got damn sh*t player, Just Ballin

Chorus:
I'm so tired of ballin, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear me say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
Raise up off me trick

Who motivates the b**ches suck a dick, sh*t me
Mopad they ass to the crib like a Spree
It started back with me and T. Draper
f**k a caper
Cause we already got paper gator
Big blocks, Versace and all that sh*t
B and Fly we's a motherf**king sons a b**ch
You compete if you wanna
Ask Nuwana
That's my momma
She tell ya there is no number
To compare with a nigga in my state of mind
Cause I'll twist ya ass up, push stop and rewind
No retiring from productive ass baller sh*t
That be the day they put my ass in a log and sh*t
See I can call this sh*t
Milleniums ahead of time
I'm going to f**k your b**ch without even really crying
It's getting crucial
I got more loot than used to
Hoes be trying to sue you
And niggas on my block be trying to shoot you
And when the nigga bust go and get that thang
Motivated baller handle that sh*t main
Know what I'm saying
Look at the sh*t rain
Not the sh*t
Know what I'm saying
Bring the pain
If you got to nigga ball

Chorus
I'm so tired of ballin, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
We smoking so much dope in ninety f**king six
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
Raise up off me trick

Who keeps the hoes squeaky like the ones in Black Tail
Smoke a Black and Mild, f**k a ho to lax hell
Ain't sh*t a b**ch can tell me, ain't sh*t to be tell
And if my ass go to jail
f**k it, I'll make bail
Who accomodates the street in the late night cruise
Keep em' all on they feet in deep colors of blues
Lambskins on the seats for the heat in June
Baggets and Moets got me spoiled too soon
f**k I'm splurgging and I'm burbing
I'm hitting urban
I hit the curb and
I'm f**king hoes by the f**king herdsin
Cattle
Spank more ass like a paddle
sh*t I love it when you got my nuts on your chin hear em' rattle
Skit Skadittle
Got the sh*t'll
Get your ass in the chest
Get em' out your valve pro little
Naps
Soldier boy like taps
Tela gets two snaps
Pick ya'll ass out like some gnats
Yaps!

Chorus:
I'm so tired of ballin, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
You never hear a Suave nigga say that sh*t
I'm so tired of ballinnn, cause it's too many b**ches on my dick
Raise up off me trick

Now whose the motherf**ker representing Blackhave
Suave to the grave
And we all getting paid
Catch the hotel and ain't a ho to be saved
And if your ass feel that way
Then you probably b**ch made
Engine raised
And warnings to avoid our seriousness
Maximum protection pimp a ho till she's delirious
I'm curious
Like George
That's why I'm employed
By the label that made your ass lay it down on floors
Draper boys rolling deep
Necessary explanantions obsolete
Cause we don't bullsh*t come and peep game
I reframe in the membrane
Of a b**ch to make suck her suck a dick and don't feel ashame
Now whose the main
Suicidal like Kurt Cobain
Send ya'lls asses up like the souls of f**king train
Many motherf**kers they be talking about Dane
On the dick, of Suave knights but that sh*t going to change
You can highlight that sh*t with a motherf**king pen main
You know what I'm saying
Cause we going to keep ballin
All through this b**ch
Through 96'
So f**k all ya'll
Ride the f**king dick