Ballers

[Verse 1: Irv] A shorty workin in the strip club tryna get her tips up Gotta get her nails done and her hair A little extra for a dick suck If you got ya chips up You can get your knob topped off right there See little mama wasn't raised like this She became like this Cuz she spent her life growin' up poor Then she turned 18 Moved out then she made a vow that she wouldn't be broke no more Now her mother was a teacher, father was a minister She came up in the church and people wonder what got into her She always had fancy dreams of fancy things And marryin' a baller gettin' fancy rings You could find her back stage at every rap show Or sneakin' in the club through every back door With a special attraction to rappers and actors Cuz she know that celebrities got dough [Bridge] (oh my) She done got more miles than that '88 delta now (so wild) she can't even look in the mirror at herself and smile (oh my) but she don't give a damn about the names you call her (so wild) cuz she do what she gotta do just to be a baller [Hook] We just wanna be some ballers (who hit the mall and throw it all in the bags) We just wanna be some ballers (and buy it all don't even look at the tags) We just wanna be some ballers (go hit the club with 23's on a slam) We just wanna be some ballers (and go get everything that we never had) [Verse 2] Now he just wanna ball, but he ain't talkin' tryna hoop He coulda did that but he dropped outta school Always looked up to the neighbourhood dope dealers And he thought that hustlin' was kinda cool After the cash skippin algebra class Catch him posted on a corner with a strap and a pack 'bout to let his money stack and then pull up in a Jag He ain't worried 'bout math, fuck a hypotenuse fool Little homie thinkin' he too cool Only 16 sittin' in a ride on 2-2's You can't tell him he ain't the doodoo 'cuz his money stay comin' even got a little crew too And his crew's dudes, that's a little bit older Stay movin' boulders Got that cola They high rollas Seen mo' Os than fruit loops But one day, when the drought hit It left everybody but him out here without shit He ain't worried 'bout it 'cuz his surplus stashed in couches He the last one out here who still got weight Niggas in the circle start to feel that hate Caught him slippin' kicked the door in to his place Laid him on the ground and shot him in his face Got him for his dope and all his cake, all his cake Got him for his dope and all his cake Niggas from his circle start to feel that hate Got him for his dope and all his....cake [Hook]