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letra de ballin’ - cezar wok

[part i]

[intro]
cezar
krr-pow-pow-pow-pow, b-tch

[chorus]
i wake up, work, then party all night n-gga
wake up, then i touch down in hawaii n-gga
hit amsterdam, can you feel the vibe n-gga?
420 all day, all night n-gga
1 am i scoop, when the club opens up ooh (gang)
i just hit the stud, you can cash me in the trap too
red flags, suwoo, i f-ck with ‘em crips too
loading up the glock, it’s on .50 and my drum too
y-y-you ain’t seen nothing like that, so why you acting like a n-gga hoe?
you ain’t seen these bank rolls, you ain’t seen these bad hoes (nun’ of that)
pull up, we gon’ shoot, that choppa gonna make a big hole (big ass hole)
and we do it indoors, magnum all these .44’s

[verse 1]
yeah, pull up with the choppa, let it eat, pull out red dot, let it see
huh, walking, jesus sandals on my feet (i got jesus sandals on my feet)
ah, b-tch i’m cezar wok, you can’t f-ck with me, nah!
i keep a fn and a draco in the back seat (yeah-yeah)
it hold a hundred, so you can not over smart it (oh, gang!)
i need to get a hundred grams to start the party
i get so high, i get so fly, don’t overrun me (huh?)
i got a lambo truck, but got no sp-ce to park it (psh)

[chorus]
i wake up, work, then party all night n-gga
wake up, then i touch down in hawaii n-gga
hit amsterdam, can you feel the vibe n-gga?
420 all day, all night n-gga (psh)
1 am i scoop, when the club opens up ooh
i just hit the stud, you can cash me in the trap too
red flags, suwoo, i f-ck with ‘em crips too (suwoo!)
loading up the glock, it’s on .50 and my drum too
you ain’t seen nothing like that, so why you acting like a n-gga hoe?
you ain’t seen these bank rolls, you ain’t seen these bad hoes
pull up, we gon’ shoot, that choppa gonna make a big hole (big ass hole)
and we do it indoors, magnum all these .44’s
yeah

[part ii]

[chorus 2]
i’m still rolling, rolling
blunts, yeah i know they control me
bad b-tches on my d-ck, they tryna know me, yeah
i say nothing, she like “cezar, you my soul mate”
s-s-smoking on ’em cookies, she got lean, she doing codeine
f-ck a roll-up, i got bank rolls, y’all already know me
and my n-ggas always shooting, always scoring just like kobe
bad b-tches on my hip, they tryna show me
i’m just ballin’

[verse 2]
stacking like a bank, i don’t give you mortgage
wonder why they talk about me, they don’t know me, yeah
i’ma keep on rising, n-gga you can keep on scrolling
10 bands, that’s for a show and i’m gonna show it
yeah, how you say you gang? ah
where was your gang when some n-ggas pulled up and sn-tched up your chain, psh, ah
it was like 9 am broad day, why was you scared? f-ck all that sh-t
i’m all up in my lane, i’m never scared, my b-tches slatt, no matter what

[chorus 2]
yeah-ah, i’m still rolling, rolling
blunts, yeah i know they control me
bad b-tches on my d-ck, they tryna know me, yeah
i say nothing, she like “cezar, you my soul mate”
smoking on ’em cookies, she got lean, she doing codeine
f-ck a roll-up, i got bank rolls, y’all already know me
and my n-ggas always shooting, always scoring just like kobe
bad b-tches on my d-ck, they tryna show me
i’m just ballin’

- cezar wok

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