Chords for Wanna Be a Baller (feat. Yungstar, Fat Pat, Big T)

[A#m] That's all the break that I need to know about this.
_ _ [Cm] Man.
Yeah baby.
[C#] We put a little bit of mud in there man.
We [F#] was gone from last night.
_ [A#m] Baller baby, baller.
Shot [Cm] caller, 20 in play.
I'm playing [C#] baller.
Caller, get laid tonight.
[F#] Switch the road tight, got spray.
But I ain't not hitting [A#m] highway.
Making [Cm] money the fly way.
But it's got [C#] to be a bad way.
[F#] Bad way, bad way, yeah.
[A#m] I'm a baller, I'm a 20 inch [Cm] crawler.
Blaze on them parlor diamonds rock [C#] waller.
I'll ten howler, never leave them not a [F#] follower.
Break these boys off, I'm a 20 inch crawler.
Bust a left, a right, I'm out of sight, I'm [Cm] through.
I'm bouncing off the road, I'm in the motor, I'm in the [C#] boat.
I'm chaining to him, hop out my big body [F#] form.
Chained with the tongue, can't forgive him for what he done.
[A#m] I hop, I'm looking good, diamonds a piece of [Cm] wood.
Man, it's understood, got money in my [C#] hood.
I'm pushing big body, can't stop me.
[F#] Put a nine, eight, got a still a million copy.
I'm a grow slow, puffing on the optimal.
Get the [Cm] store, I'm a go real slow.
Puffing when the optical, [C#] I'm a let the spread green.
Man, I'm looking [F#] clean, one more patrol, be green.
And life's about scheme.
I'm a baller, shot [Cm] caller.
20 inch blaze on him [C#] parlor.
Caller, get laid tonight.
[F#] Switch the road tight, got spray.
But I ain't not hitting highway.
Making money [Cm] the fly way.
But it's got [A#m] to be a better way.
A [F#] better way, better way, yeah.
[A#m] Big ball and smashing, making my [Cm] ends.
Smoking big killer, getting high in the [C#] bends.
Big ball and smashing, making my [F#] ends.
Smoking big killer, getting high in the [A#m] bends.
In the wind, smoke nose, that's a cloud.
Down on [Cm] those, 20, the red zone.
Smoke all up in my [C#] nose, your eyes get froze.
Hey, you see my nose, [F#] candy red too.
Let my top line slow, [A#m] hitch it, my remote.
Sittin' in my seat, [Cm] presidential B12 with that AMG.
Get [C#] it, go quick as I get high.
From [F#] KC to H-Dime, the north and south side.
Now [A#m] we worldwide, watch me hot side.
That, [Cm] that flowing killer can't be denied.
[C#] 187, oh yeah, we got love.
Flowing [F#] sticky, creamy flow, boom, and that bug.
Wanna [A#m] be a baller, shot [Cm] caller.
20 inch blaze on him [C#] parlor.
Call up, get laid tonight.
[F#] Switch the rope tight, got spray behind.
Now hit the [C#] highway, making money [Cm] the fly way.
But it's got to [C#] be a better way, a [F#] better way, a better way, yeah.
[A#m] Big fat down south, rolling millions on blocks.
[Cm] Most real high, not shinin' with short stock.
[C#] And that's for real, so tell me how you [F#] feel.
Don't make a million dollars, I'm a first record deal [A#m] short stock.
With the W-M-F-F-K-L, [Cm] really, really, no bigger fuckin' ain't.
You know, no bigger [C#] cold deal when I slip, just a grip when I [F#] ride.
Jump in for life, baby, it's south side.
[A#m] We all a fuckin' muscle, expedition navigator.
[Cm] That's how we be ridin', alligator [C#] suitcases.
Believe your face, and that's for real.
[F#] Shout out hard as it may, it's a plan to win.
[A#m] Down with the too low, y'all still be a thug.
[Cm] So nigga, nigga, boy, I'm down with my old [C#] thug.
My thug in the town, you know we're going down.
I'm [F#] a represent that ain't strong.
My thug's around my soul.
Wanna [A#m] be a baller, shot [Cm] caller.
20 inch blades, only in [C#] parlor.
Caller, gettin' laid tonight.
[F#] Switch the road tight, got spray, but I'm not [A#m] hit the highway.
Making money [Cm] the fly way.
But it's got to [C#] be a better way.
A [F#] better way, better way, yeah.
[A#m] I gots to get better, man, it gots to move [Cm] on.
Switch from Motorola to a prime cold [C#] phone.
Broke a two-prong, now you know no dope [F#] pigeons.
Used to call my spoke, now these hoes call my [A#m] inches.
Had to get older, man, it gots [Cm] colder.
I done got one that got a chip on my [C#] shoulder.
Licks in Kuwait, got a leech in Pakistan.
[F#] Boys don't understand virtual reality caravan.
[A#m] Double-dose, Marvel flows, naked hoes around [Cm] me.
Every time I come in, now, nigga, they wanna sign [A#m] me.
Got the little wheel, diamond grill, and the McQueen.
[F#] Blades in the bin, and I can't forget the din.
[A#m] The boobie, dimes, and rubies, I'm watching on the [Cm] movie.
Drop the top of Scott, and you know I'm in the [C#] Jacuzzi.
Burping, and I'm swerving, man, it's getting hot.
[F#] My last name, him, don't drop a title, I'm off the lot.
[A#m] David Taylor.
I'm gonna be a baller, shot [Cm] caller.
20-inch blades, only in [C#] baller.
Caller, getting late tonight.
[F#] Switch the rope tight, gots to break.
I got to [A#m] hit the highway.
B, what's up?
Making money [Cm] the highway.
It's got to [C#] be a better way, a [F#] better way, _ yeah.
[A#m] I hit the highway, having [Cm] things my way.
I'm hauling it every [C#] day, all day.
Ain't no way, boys [F#] can't stop.
As I slide through your neighborhood, chop, [A#m] chop, chop.
Headed straight for the top.
I only [Cm] play the wind, bout to close up shop.
So I'm popping [C#] dead end, pimp the pen once again.
Keep the message [F#] I sent.
Take the levels that you devils can't [A#m] comprehend.
Big body, big ass.
As I pass through [Cm] the side, big blue lens.
Now, what you talking [C#] about?
Close your mind.
As I still [F#] lost gold, screaming, shy.
My [A#m] family's in metaphors.
Man, yo, I'm constantly [Cm] closed.
I don't hold.
Don't take off [C#] your clothes.
Lord knows, ain't no time [F#] to play.
Come Mr.
Fuckin' and the sucking on the A's [A#m] and the B's.
Caller, shot [Cm] caller.
20 inch blades, only in [C#] baller.
Caller, getting late tonight.
[F#] Switch the rope tight, gots to break.
I got to [A#m] hit the highway.
Making money [Cm] the highway.
But it's got to [C#] be a better way.
A [F#] better way, a better way, yeah.
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