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french montana - ballin lyrics

[rick ross]
my cocaina, come manana
so i could blow a couple dollars
she see these diamonds on my collar
she wanna f-ck a f-ckin baller

[hook]
ballin, she wanna f-ck a f-ckin baller [3x]
ballin, kilos in the attic chico

[verse 1: french montana]
but of course shorty sore for like 8 weeks
you know i beat the p-ssy up like them dre beats
its only right shorty f-ckin with a f-ckin baller
if its black card baby gon f-ck tomorrow
here’s 10 stacks, feel like i bought her
but f-ck it, me and cafe’ just left the border
5 million dollar house and i ain’t talkin slaughter
talkin paid in full b-tch and i ain’t talkin porter
and that ghost got a stash box in it
200 on the dash fly by cops with her (like ayye)
i be ghost ridin, got them hoes smilin
bought that b-tch a smart car now we both ridin

[hook]

[verse 2: charlie hustle]

i get it from me prima
yall n-ggas might have seen her
the c0kin cowboys, they goin’ la marina
you f-ck up her money, oooh mama mia
rather be burnt with gonorrhea
than cursed with santeria
these my nina for that white girl like chritsina’s nina
oops i mean nino, all the white boys
you know gardio, or like rozay say that cocaina
whip it back in the cocina (now we)

[hook]

- french montana lyrics

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