Why ball out tomorrow
We can ball today
Floss heavy
Let you spend a lil debbie
I got the foreign ready
Or would you rather the chevy
Either way you decide
You stepping out looking sexy
You be killin'em
All first degree
They ain't equipped to compete and
I know it hurt to see
You bend that corner in that chrome shit
No tint
No lease
No rent
Baby girl
Own shit
Whenever you go to bat
You should know that i got yo back
You never got to worry bout daddy missing in ack
Play my position , be where im needed
Do L.A. for the weekend
Planning brunch and shopping sprees
While you sleeping
I told you baby , this time we going all out
Run up a check
Until my bank account fall out
Its whatever , never no limits
If im in it , then you in it
Know tired of them losers
Come f*ck with a G who winning
Trouble In Paradi$e - All Out (feat. IAM3AM) Lyrics
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Why ball out tomorrow
We can ball today
Floss heavy
Let you spend a lil debbie
I got the foreign ready
Or would you rather the chevy
Either way you decide
You stepping out looking sexy
You be killin'em
All first degree
They ain't equipped to compete and
I know it hurt to see
You bend that corner in that chrome shit
No tint
No lease
No rent
Baby girl
Own shit
Whenever you go to bat
You should know that i got yo back
You never got to worry bout daddy missing in ack
Play my position , be where im needed
Do L.A. for the weekend
Planning brunch and shopping sprees
While you sleeping
I told you baby , this time we going all out
Run up a check
Until my bank account fall out
Its whatever , never no limits
If im in it , then you in it
Know tired of them losers
Come f*ck with a G who winning
We can ball today
Floss heavy
Let you spend a lil debbie
I got the foreign ready
Or would you rather the chevy
Either way you decide
You stepping out looking sexy
You be killin'em
All first degree
They ain't equipped to compete and
I know it hurt to see
You bend that corner in that chrome shit
No tint
No lease
No rent
Baby girl
Own shit
Whenever you go to bat
You should know that i got yo back
You never got to worry bout daddy missing in ack
Play my position , be where im needed
Do L.A. for the weekend
Planning brunch and shopping sprees
While you sleeping
I told you baby , this time we going all out
Run up a check
Until my bank account fall out
Its whatever , never no limits
If im in it , then you in it
Know tired of them losers
Come f*ck with a G who winning
Writer: ALLAN CHEMLA, DEMETRI FINCHER
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Trouble In Paradi$e - All Out (feat. IAM3AM) Video
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Performed By: Trouble In Paradi$e
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: ALLAN CHEMLA, DEMETRI FINCHER
