Baller lyrics

Artist  : Ruff Endz 
Song : Baller



 Send "Baller" Ringtone to your Cell 

 												
														   (Uh) 

Yo R.B (Yo) 

Yo, I dont think they ready for us, kid (Yeah)


Clemons Brothers Federation 

All my
mamis and fellas bounce 





Uh-uh-uh-uh 

Uh 

So youre lookin
for a baller, baby (Bounce) 

I can be your
genie, baby (3rd Street) 

Get down, baby
(Bounce) 

Check it out 





If you lookin for a baller thats who I be 

Take a woman out, treat her properly 

Take you out to lunch, show you bout the finer
things 

From Reebox, know you gettin fatter
things 





Lace you with the
finest in underwear 

Give you money for
your feet, your nails or your hair 

Lay
back chillin in my luxury jeeps 

Tell me,
baby, do you wanna roll with me 





If youre lookin for a baller 

Said youre
tryin to stay flossin 

Girl, I can be a
genie 

Said youre tryin to stay flossin,
its all love 

(Ooh...) 





If youre lookin for a baller 

Said youre
tryin to stay flossin (Give me a call) 

Girl, I can be a genie (Give me your number)


Said youre tryin to stay flossin, its all
love 





I know youre tired of
livin ghetto life 

Imma bless you like the
preachers wife 

Give you everything, all
the luxuries 

Show you the real mean
McGreen 





You aint gotta live
this way again 

Flossin in your Benz wit
your 20 inch rims 

Poppin Crissy when its
time to parlay 

Let me show you how ballers
play 





Youve got to let me know
(Ooh...) 

If you wanna roll with me (If you
wanna roll with me) 

Ball with me 

Lady, tell me what you like (What you like)


Yo, it aint a thing to me (Yeah, no thing,
baby) 

Lets be happy (If you wanna ball
really) 





If youre lookin for
a baller 

Said youre tryin to stay flossin


Girl, I can