t-shyne top 5 şarkı sözleri
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The way I'm ballin', they gon' have to put me up on Sports Center
Got all of my haters mad 'cause they know I'm a racks spender
Told myself I'll be the man, nigga, that was last winter
Look myself in the mirror and said, "Don't ever get off track, nigga
I can f*ck a nigga bitch then f*ck another after that (facts)
Keep it real with you, you couldn't make it out my habitat (nah)
Drippin' money, I'm havin' that
Shawty sucked this dick and cleaned it up just like a laundromat
Said that I would be a star and niggas used to laugh at that
Taught to count that money up and now a nigga stackin' that
Niggas actin' like they know me, they don't know how my life was
I don't drink at all my nigga but I still gotta buzz
How you think your bitch a saint, she sucked my dick inside the club
I've been ballin' puttin' up W's like I'm Ghostface
Niggas think they hot 'til they get turned into a cold case
I'm just one nigga but all my bitches they go both ways
Everyday I wake up pray to God and hop for more days
Wallah you ain't gettin' shit from me (wallah)
I'm top five, gotta keep the blick on me (top five)
Go outside, I know all the fans love me (uh)
I'm top five and I keep the bands on me (yeah, yeah, top five)
Yeah, Wallah they been talkin' shit on me (shit)
I'm top five so they call me big homie (big)
Yeah, top five and I'm havin' Rick on me (Rick)
Yeah, top five and I got ya bitch on me (uh)
Ridin' in a Benz, I don't got time for fake friends
Ballin' like I'm Jordan, Space Jam (Space Jam)
And I used to sell grams
Stash inside my waist band
I remember skippin' turn styles at the station
Made it to top, I was rappin' down in the basement
I can never fail, niggas tellin' lies, tellin' fairytales
Payin' for my bitches nails and I bought some new Chanel
Wavy like I'm Max B, I'm screamin', "Free Biggavel"
And I got a castle for a crib, that shit a citadel
Yeah I'm goin' to heaven but I'm still goin' to give these niggas hell
Got this bad bitch from London, her favorite singer is Adele
Threw my dick in her pussy like a quarter in a wishin' well
Hit her once and wished her well
I ain't never goin' to tell
If its beef then at me nigga
I just hope I bump into him, ain't talkin' bout no acne nigga
Yeah, I ain't talkin' bout no acne, nigga, pussy
F*ck you talkin' 'bout nigga, pull up
Wallah you ain't gettin' shit from me (wallah)
I'm top five, gotta keep the blick on me (top five)
Go outside, I know all the fans love me (love me)
I'm top five and I keep the bands on me (yeah, yeah, top five)
Yeah, Wallah they been talkin' shit on me (shit)
I'm top five so they call me big homie
Yeah, top five and I'm havin' Rick on me
Yeah, top five and I got ya bitch on me (on me)
Top five, yeah, yeah
Top five, yeah, yeah
Top five
Shawty tryna killa nigga