Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hello I'm Ballin, artist - Tyga. Album song Bugatti Raww, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Last Kings
Song language: English
Hello I'm Ballin |
I spent 1.8 million of my hard-earned money |
To buy this motherfucking car, I had heard about called the Bugatti |
OK, my boujee bitch all she want is Hermès |
And my college bitch need a new apartment |
Make 'em both cum together, said it’s all in |
(Boss nigga alive) |
Hello bitch, I’m ballin' |
Ha, hello bitch I’m ballin' and I’m jet lagged |
Unh, shoppin' in Japan, we don’t price check |
Unh, see me for Chanel Dior sunglass |
Unh, leather quicksand Bugatti sandman |
Ah, don’t bother me, I’m wakin' up from a Xan |
Take two girls, make 'em best friends |
This T-Raww, like let’s get acquainted |
She makes The Shade Room, she think she famous |
Ah, tattoos on her body, |
cocaine is a hobby, |
don’t be so obvy |
niggas, record and watch it |
And sell it, make a profit, |
tryna slow up the progress |
Light up and burn let it process |
I yes, interior chopped, the turbans, swervin' |
Medallion diamond iced the serpent, sir, yes |
Paid checks, cash advance (cash advance) |
Rubs hands, but no Birdman |
OK, my boujee bitch all she want is Hermès |
And my college bitch need a new apartment |
Make 'em both cum together, said it’s all in |
(Boss nigga alive) |
Hello bitch, I’m ballin' |
Boujee bitch all she want is Hermès |
And my college chick need a new apartment |
Make 'em both cum together, said it’s all in |
(Boss nigga alive) |
Hello bitch, I’m ballin' |
When I heard they got a motherfucking car that’s a million dollars |
(Un huh) I want it |
You know what the people at the place called me? |
The Barrack Obama of Bugatti |
Ha, John Gotti, big body |
Desert Eagle, bitch pop it |
New Bugatti, I’m the topic |
No mileage, just got it |
Cocaine, glove compartment |
Keep her high, she always want it |
Green eyes, she from the tropic |
Ride or die, keep the pistol polish |
I ain’t the hottest, nigga stop it |
I ain’t the hottest, nigga stop it |
Rings on me since playing Sonic |
Had rings on since playing Sonic |
I’m the topic |
I’m the topic |
New connect, meet the buyer |
I don’t need a scale, I can eyeball it |
Kiss the ring, I’m the godfather |
Corleone, you ain’t see it coming |
I fuck her friend, 'cause these hoes is horny |
Forty Glock, hundred thousand on me |
Play for keeps, I don’t ever bargain |
I’m the profit |
I’m the profit |
Double up into triple profit |
In the mid-west, young Scottie |
Beam me up in a jet, Roger |
Red bitch into red leather |
She clawing on me, that’s Red Lobster |
Head first, then we talk about it |
Told the bitch that’s law and order |
Head shawty, head bussa |
I’m the hottest, who fuckin' want it |
I’m the topic |
I’m the topic |
Disagree, nigga stop it |
My jeans, Saint Laurent it |
I’m the bomb, real atomic |
All my dogs, stay barkin' |
She wipe her head, Lorena Bobbitt |
I’m the topic |
I’m the topic |
Disagree, nigga stop it |
I got the juice and the water |
I got the chips and the salsa |
(I'm the topic) |
(Unh, nigga I’m the topic) |
(Unh, I know your future I’m just being honest) |
She gon' let me poke, she my Pocahontas |
The cops is crooked |