Tela - Tired of Ballin' Lyrics

Lil John
Ah, ayy
Ugh, huh
Suh, shuh
Jones, Jooo
Bitches
Too much all of that goddamn shit, player
Just ballin'

I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear me say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
Raise up off me, trick

Who motivates the bitches suck a dick, shit, me
Moped they ass to the crib like a Spree
It started back with me and T. Draper
Fuck a caper
'Cause we already got paper gator
Big blocks, Versace and all that shit
B and Fly we's a motherfucking sons a bitch
You compete if you wanna
Ask Nuwana, that's my mama
She tell ya there is no number
To compare with a nigga in my state of mind
'Cause I'll twist you ass up, push stop and rewind
No retiring from productive ass baller shit
That be the day they put my ass in a log and shit
See I can call this shit
Millenniums ahead of time
I'm gon' fuck your bitch without even really trying
It's getting crucial
I got more loot than used to
Hoes be tryna sue you
And niggas on my block be tryna shoot you
And when that nigga bust go and get that thang
Motivated baller handle that shit, man
Know what I'm sayin'?
Look at this shit ringin' out the section
Know what I'm sayin'?
Bring the pain on motherfuckers
If you got to, nigga, ball

I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
We smokin much dope in ninety fucking six
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
Raise up off me, trick

Who keeps the hoes squeaky like the ones in Black Tail
Smoke a Black and Mild, fuck a ho 'til I exhale
Ain't shit a bitch can tell me, it ain't shit to be tell
And if my ass go to jail, fuck it, I'll make bail
Who accommodates the street in the late night cruise
Keep 'em all on they feet in deep colors of blues
Lambskins on the seats for the heats in June
Baguettes and Moëts got me spoiled too soon
Fuck, I'm splurging in the 'Burban
I'm hitting urban, I hit the curb and
I'm fucking hoes by the fucking herds in
Cattle, spank more ass like a paddle
Shit, I love it when you got my nuts on your chin, hear 'em rattle
Skit Skadittle
Got the shit'll hit your ass in the chest
Give you mitral valve prolapse
Soldier boy like taps, Tela gets two snaps
Pick y'all ass out like some gnats, yeah

I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a baller say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
You never hear a suave nigga say that shit
I'm so tired of ballin', 'cause it's too many bitches on my dick
Raise up off me, trick

Now whose the motherfucker representing Blackhave
Suave to the grave, and we all getting paid
Vocation motel, it ain't a ho to be saved
And if your ass feel that way then you probably bitch-made
Engine raised, and warning to avoid our seriousness
Maximum protection, pimp a ho 'til she's delirious
I'm curious like George
That's why I'm employed
By the label that made your ass lay it down on floors
Draper boys rolling deep, a necessary explanations obsolete
'Cause we don't bullshit, come and peep game
I reframe in the membrane
Of a bitch to make suck her suck a dick and don't feel ashamed
Now whose the main
Suicidal like Kurt Cobain
Send y'alls asses up like the souls of fucking train
Many motherfuckers they be talking 'bout Dane
On the dick of Suave knights but that shit gon' change
And you can highlight that shit with a motherfucking pen, man
You know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause we gon' keep ballin'
All through this bitch, through '96
So fuck all y'all
Ride the fucking dick