Wanna Be Balla chords and lyrics - FAT PAT

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[Verse 1]
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[G]Wan[Am]na be a[F]
baller, shot caller
[G]Twenty- inch blades on the Impala
[Am]Call her, gettin' laid tonight
[F]Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway,
[Am]making money[F] the f[G]ly way
But there's got to be a [Am]better way!
A better [F]way, better way, yeah
I'm a, baller, I'm a twenty-
inch crawler
[G]Blades on Impala, diamond [Am]rottweiller
I- 10 hauler, never a leader not a follower
[F]Break these boys off I'mma
twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right,
I'm outta sight I'm throwed
[G]I'm bouncin' off the road
I’m in a mode n 'fo
Takin' [Am]it to 'em,
hop out my big body form
[F]Chain with the charm can't
forget Moet along
I'm hot, find me lookin' good,
diamonds against my wood
[G]Man it's understood,
got money in my hood
[Am]I'm pushing big body can't stop me
For the nine- [F]eight got to
sell a million copy
I'mma crawl slow puffin' on
the Optimo hit the sto'
I'mma [G]go real slow,
puffin' indo out the do'
I'mma [Am]lit the stash green,
man I'm lookin' clean
Want re[F]mote control,
good green and nice Byzantines
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
[G]Twenty- inch blades on the Impala
[Am]Call her, gettin' laid tonight
[F]Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the high[Am]way,
making [F]money [G]the fly way
But there's got to be a [Am]better way!
A better [F]way, better way, yeah
Big ballin', smashin',
makin' my ends
[G]Smokin' big killa gettin' high in the Benz
Big [Am]ballin', smashin',
makin' my ends
[F]Smokin' big killa gettin'
high in the Benz
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl
down on Vogues
[G]Twenty Lorenzo,
smoke all up in my nose
Yo' eye[Am]s, get froze,
as you see my [F]low
Candy- red, two- do',
let my top down slow
Hittin', my remote, sittin',
in my shit
Presiden[G]tial V- 12 with that AMG kit
It don't [Am]quit, as I get high
From K.C. to [F]H- Town, connectin'
SouthSide
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat Pat [G]blowin' killa,
can't be denied
[Am]187 thugs, oh yeah we got love
Blowin' sticky [F]green we
flow through and above
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
[G]Twenty- inch blades on the Impala
[Am]Call her, gettin' laid tonight
[F]Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway,
[Am]making money[F] the f[G]ly way
But there's got to be a [Am]better way!
A better [F]way, better way, yeah
Sittin' Fat Down South,
rollin' [Am]Benz on [F]blocks
[G]Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop
And [Am]that's for real, so tell me how you feel
To [F]make a million dollars out my
first record deal
Shortstop,
puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear
Really [G]really don't give a fuck
and I ain't drinkin' on no beer
[Am]Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
[F]Trunk hittin' fo' life baby
it's SouthSide
We on a fuckin' mission Expedition,
Navigator
[G]That's how we be ridin',
alligator [Am]suitcasin'
Puttin' it in your face,
and that's for real
Shinin' [F]harder than the grill
it's the player Lil' Will
Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug
So [G]nigga nigga what? I'm down with
[Am]Mo'Thugs
Mo'Thugs an' da Bone,
you know it's goin' down
Repres[F]ent that H- Town,
pop trunks surround by sound
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
[G]Twenty- inch blades on the Impala
[Am]Call her, gettin' laid tonight
[F]Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway,
[Am]making money[F] the f[G]ly way
But there's got to be a [Am]better way!
A better [F]way, better way, yeah
I gots to get better man,
it gots to move on
[G]Switched from Motorola to
a PrimeCo phone
[Am]Broke in two chrome,
now you know no dope pigeon
[F]Used to count my spoke,
now these hoes count my inches
Had to get older, [Am]man it got c[F]older
[G]I done got grown and got
a chip on my shoulder
[Am]Links in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
[F]Boys don't understand
virtual reality Caravan
Double doors marble floors naked
hoes around me
[G]Everytime I'm comin' out,
niggas they wanna sign me
[Am]Got the Lil' Will diamond
grills in my grin
[F]Blaze in the Benz and you can't
forget DenDen
Boobie diamond Ruby's,
I'm watchin' on a movie
[G]Drop the top on Scott,
and you know I'm in a Jacuzzi
[Am]Bourbon and I'm swervin',
man it's gettin' hot
My [F]last name Lemon,
drive my tight'um off the lot, David Taylor
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
[G]Twenty- inch blades on the Impala
[Am]Call her, gettin' laid tonight
[F]Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway,
making money [G]the fly way
But there's got to be a [C]better way!
[F]A better way, better way, yeah
I hit the highway
Everything's [G]my way, I parlay
Everyday [Am]all day, ain't no way
Boys can't [F]stop as I slide
through your neighborhood
Chop chop chop,
headed straight to the top
I only play to [G]win,
'bout to close up shop
[Am]Showstoppin' dead
end, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I send
[F]Take these levels that you devils
can't comprehend
Big body Benz, as I floss through the south
[G]Big blue lens,
now whatcha' talkin' about?
[Am]Close yo' mouth,
as I settle all scores
[F]Scream and shout,
my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors, I constantly close
[G]All you hoes,
go and take off your clothes
[Am]Lord knows, ain't no time to play
[F]Commence to fuckin' and
a suckin' on the H.A.W.K
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
[G]Twenty- inch blades on the Impala
[Am]Call her, gettin' laid tonight
[F]Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway,
making money the [G]fly way
But there's got to be a [Am]better [F]way![Am]
A [F]better way, better way, yeah

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