Jody Breeze, Jazze Pha, 8Ball - Ballin' My Life Away lyrics

[Jody Breeze, Jazze Pha, 8Ball - Ballin' My Life Away lyrics]

Yessssa it's Ya Boy J-O-D-Y Breeze
Look check

Well this a young pimp you
Don't wanna fuck wit
Only weigh bout a buck six but, I buck quick
The four-fifth what I tout, duck bitch
If ya ain't get down I
Guess you outta luck pimp
Keeping it gutta hoping out
Of peanut butter whip
Jalapeño peppers got me spittin' hotter shit
That's why I'm hotter trick, call
Me a lotto pick, cuz my flows lethal then
Bruce Lee karate kick (waaaaa)
Some say I got it bad, cuz I tout a
Lot of guns like I got a badge
Making lots of cash selling crumbs out bag
In bout another month or so I
Can go and cop a jag, you do the math
As long as I'm in the
Lab, I mixing different ingredients
It's my intelligence telling me that
The game needing it
And I'm a lil' to mean to be lenient
So listen why I could vision
Jody Breeze a genius what it is Jazz

We gone smoke the fieriest dro'
Fuck the fliest hoes everywhere we go
I skate an escapade in my escalade
Ballin' my life away

Yeah Nigga! Me and Breeze in the Hummer
Niggas don't want drama
Make it hot like summer on Fire!
Burn the house to da ground, boys
Know I'm from the mound
Niggas know how we get down no Mercy!
We got them choppas in the trunk
Disrespect and? poppin off junk
We get the club crunk, G's
What they please, from overseas
Brown skin clutching on my sleeves
Green sticky weed, switched to sweet
Willow, cool like rollow
Chippin through the ghetto
Drum roll, used to be like listen to my demo
Now them lil project ass
Niggas I'm their hero
Benz wit the oversized rims, wit the fresh
Gold timbs, braids to the back
Feeling like a pimp (fareal)
Jazzy pha and? in the back at
The tweeze, on a Saturday night
Chicken strips and yak nigga

We gone smoke the fieriest dro'
Fuck the fliest hoes everywhere we go
I skate an escapade in my escalade
Ballin' my life away

8Ball and space age pimpin and old age women
Dick filling hoes up like Sunday dinners
I don't think you really want
It wit the gunplay nigga
Cuz you a fagget as Beyounce faïence nigga
(no offense jigga)
Hey I'm stalking money as long
As the arms of Dekimbe
See about 3000 and hour like I'm Andre
Now how bout' that Jody Breeze an Outcast
Outkast i'm paranoid looking at me spraying
Get you shot at i'm a big boy wit big balls
All we do is big balls
Hard not to see me I'm wit
Jazzy pha and big ball
And I'm choosey when I pick broads
Cuz I don't fuck wit big draws
Girl gone on chill for a minute
Nigga dick suck

We gone smoke the fieriest dro'
Fuck the fliest hoes everywhere we go
I skate an escapade in my escalade
Ballin' my life away

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