N***a Sh*t (Swoosh)

Swoosh, I'm ballin'

I don't know the fvck them n!ggas call it

But out here n!gga we call it the wave

On my n!gga sh!t you know we go retarded

So I'm like swoosh, b!tch, I'm ballin'

Like I don't know what none of ya'll call it

But baby I be gone in the mornin'

So It's champagne and models in the mornin'

First of fvckin' all, I was tryna ball

Word to Renny Penny countin' pennies at the jar

Starter jacket raw, Gucci loafers, nah

Learn to keep a secret, don't repeat what you saw

Flames trappin' raw, goin' door to door

Hammer in my bookbag, no respect for the law

Beamer for the car, but that's a '94

And breaks didn't work, and we was still goin' hard

B!tch, I've been a star, I know I'm a star

I've been Ghetto Lenny except without the guitar

We build the repoire, silk and cigars

And money comin' in, all hail to it, lord, n!gga, much love

Had her up and down, it's a mothafvckin' Sunday

Who, who the fvck gotta go to work Monday?

Who, who, who gotta set their money up?

Who? I really wish you little n!ggas let go

Swoosh, I'm ballin'

I don't know the fvck them n!ggas call it

But out here n!gga we call it the wave

On my n!gga sh!t you know we go retarded

So I'm like swoosh, b!tch, I'm ballin'

Like I don't know what none of ya'll call it

But baby I be gone in the mornin'

So It's champagne and models in the mornin'

Ghetto Lenny, no guitar, ayy

You ever been to Bogot谩? Ayy

I got a girl, oh, I forgot, ayy

This Diplomatico cigar

She like gold bottles, or whatever, so I buy it or whatever

So she try it or whatever, on a diet or whatever

She a model or whatever, she a model or whatever

Got me spendin' like a n!gga hit the lotto or whatever

True

Had her up and down, it's a mothafvckin' Sunday

Who, who the fvck gotta go to work Monday?

Who, who, who gotta set their money up?

Who? I really wish you little n!ggas let go

Swoosh, I'm ballin'

I don't know the fvck them n!ggas call it

But out here n!gga we call it the wave

On my n!gga sh!t you know we go retarded

So I'm like swoosh, b!tch, I'm ballin'

Like I don't know what none of ya'll call it

But baby I be gone in the mornin'

So It's champagne and models in the mornin'