| I really hate to ball on ya’ll
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| I really hate to ball on ya’ll
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| Words still quoted
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| Syrup in my Soda
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| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
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| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
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| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
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| Words still quoted
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| Syrup in my Soda
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| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
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| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
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| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
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| Words still quoted
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| Syrup in my Soda
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| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
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| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
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| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
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| They use to hate me wildin'
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| But look who’s laughing now
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| Run up on my camp get drop like Manny Pacquiao
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| Cooler than they weather
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| Versace berry sweater
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| Or is it cause I talk more shit than Judge Judy and Floyd Mayweather
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| Watch me now
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| Run off in the wind
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| Now I’m Toronto in the Tropicana benz
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| Winnipeg again
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| Got more ice than Edmonton
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| Now I’m in Vancouver on some Grizzly Adam rims
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| (Riff)
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| Now I’m all the way in South America
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| In the Panda Express. |
| Porche Panamera
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| I done blazed a few trails in Portland, Oregon
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| Now I’m in Canada more than Tim Horton
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| Talkin' Jody Highroller
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| Syrup in my soda
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| I really hate to ball on ya’ll
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| I really hate to ball on ya’ll
|
| Words still quoted
|
| Syrup in my Soda
|
| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
|
| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
|
| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
|
| Words still quoted
|
| Syrup in my Soda
|
| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
|
| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
|
| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
|
| Words still quoted
|
| Syrup in my Soda
|
| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
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| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
|
| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
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| I got bitches in Toronto that fucked Drizzy Drake
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| I got a flight out in the mornin' I hope I ain’t late
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| I hope I make it past customs. |
| Shit my whip is custom
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| Don’t eat no putang in my coupe. |
| My interior mustard
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| Now ketchup to that
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| Got a bad bitch that live in Quebec
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| No roaming charges so she hit me with text
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| She super snobby. |
| Man she fly private jets
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| Hit Montreal vintage frames on the specs
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| Man I didn’t even mean to ball like this
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| I said it’s cold. |
| Saskatoon on my wrist
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| I got a bitch in Winnipeg I only fuck on Wednesday
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| Fly her out to California
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| Never seen a Bentley
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| And her name is Whitney
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| She always miss me
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| Wake up in the morning eat breakfast at Tiffany’s
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| I really hate to ball on ya’ll
|
| I really hate to ball on ya’ll
|
| Words still quoted
|
| Syrup in my Soda
|
| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
|
| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
|
| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
|
| Words still quoted
|
| Syrup in my Soda
|
| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
|
| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
|
| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
|
| Words still quoted
|
| Syrup in my Soda
|
| Ballin' so hard they figured I play for Nova Scotia
|
| Ice on my chain figured I was from Ottawa
|
| Playing so hard they figured I ball for Montreal
|
| Playing for the Expos
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| You talking about Jody. |
| You talkin' Jody Highroller
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| Player all the time
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| And you know I’m on my. |
| Grind
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| And your boy’s still flossy
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| Rollin' out in Boston
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| And I’m whippin wood wind
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| Figured I was making judgments
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| Jody. |
| Talkin' Jody Highroller
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| And I keep a high spending
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| And your life is a gamble
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| And we talking about Jody. |
| We talkin' Jody Highroller
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| Too much syrup in my soda
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| I got so much ice on my hand figure I was born in Nova Scotia |