Balla Lyrics - Billy Blue

chorus) (flo-rida) 

This for my ballas ayyyy(4) 

I guess im gettin what i had comin 

Wish they told me ill be stuntin 

All my life im tryin get money 

All my life im tryin get money 

This for my ballas imma balla (4) 

Flo rida 

Flo rida be the landlaord i need tht rent money 

Imma poor boy eryday i get cake honey 

Birthday man my pinata my state honey 

Take one glance and the prada got um haten on me 

Gun shinin on the waist yeah the waist sunny 

Like biggie rappin ill aint the way dummy 

Jack boys soveniers to the big tummy 

New year chopper wet like the nose runny 

Shot clothes takin over what yoes 

Soround light bulbs where the sound light blows 

The south got soul grand mama got gold 

Real grandady like formin no smoke 

This be the truth loose slips dext told 

Got to get fat carrots see these xxx like kimor 

Thick hips holla back like im in a lambo 

Playin xxxxxxx my career peep the rap game cold 

Chorus 

(billy blue) 

Tht mg get it 305 fitiy keep tht 22 got to get it 

Hustle all day be broke the next 

Ill sleep when i day i need tht check 

Never thought shitll pop off like this 

Yeah ur dam ryte fool i never had shit 

Stuntin reel hard like i wanna blow it all 

I aint tryin do xxxx but ball 

Its my time the roly dont lie 

For nikkas out there imma up my fire 

Shit dont change till a nikka more tired 

If nikkas feel different, u a god dam lie 

Im so high but im like xxxx it 

Tht home boy b like a motherfucking bucket 

Im straight thuggin the hoes just love it 

Ur boy xxxx and yes i does it 

(chorus) 

(brisco) 

Boy im rich and yeah im gettin money 

If its close enough then i see it comin 

Call me a balla call me what you want 

Call me a real goon riding in a donk 

Call me broke cuz tht i aint 

I mite be a po boy trying get bank 

All my life ive ben trying get mo 

When it goes down i culd tell u how it go 

Whoa 

Straight from the hood to the good with the bad 

Lot these growin up i wish i had 

But everything in life aint promised 

Them the last words i herd from momma 

Stay reel watching for the haters 

Here they come but with money you forlay them 

I feel like spendin and i want it 

No matter how i get it. 

(chorus)