Top Songs By SanJardo B
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerome SanJardo Bethel
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Hola
Hola
Hola
I just be ballin out
Got me all up in Foriegn now
No I ain gotta borrow now
Don't sip lean but I pour it up
Ballenciaga for a nigga fraternity stepping out
Balance it all good for a nigga I got ya focus na
I done came this far to gettin money
It ain even a joke
And I ain goin back broke
Hell no yain wan no smoke
Who are you to take this from me
Boy you just a joke
When da 40 aim for yo throat
Can coke can
I done came this far to gettin money
It ain even a joke
And I ain goin back broke
Hell no yain wan no smoke
Who are you to take this from me
Boy you just a joke
When da 40 aim for yo throat
Can coke
I just been ballin out erry season know it's some niggas I left on bleachers
If you with me you know what the deal is
I ga look out for all a my ppl
Das real I remember my nigga Dio
How they killed him was all in my feelings was one Da realest
I should a been there
Yeah I should a been there
I cop dat I don't really care what it cost
Got big balls kinda lean when I walk
Got yo bitch all on the team on the low
She call in to work then call me the boss
On another level gotta scream when you talk
Chrome on the Buick gotta see it pullin up
Got to stop dat you been runnin out
Don't make me cock the Glock back have a meeting with my dawgs
Smokin so I'm looking like a demon
Swimmin to the money I'm a seaman
Killin all these niggas for no reason
Run up in yo crib where all ya kids at
All a my cars gotta be keyless
Check
Always thinkin what the move is next
You gone see the new gear from my recent flex
Movin like I gotta few brains on my neck
I just be ballin out
Got me all up in Foriegn now
No I ain gotta borrow now
Don't sip lean but I pour it up
Ballenciaga for a nigga fraternity stepping out
Balance it all good for a nigga I got ya focus na
I done came this far to gettin money
It ain even a joke
And I ain goin back broke
Hell no yain wan no smoke
Who are you to take this from me
Boy you just a joke
When da 40 aim for yo throat
Can coke can
I done came this far to gettin money
It ain even a joke
And I ain goin back broke
Hell no yain wan no smoke
Who are you to take this from me
Boy you just a joke
When da 40 aim for yo throat
Can coke
I put that on my momma
Boy you ain ready for no drama
Yeah a nigga full a scars ain nobody go harder gotta chopper for heart
Shoot first talk latter
If it wasn't for my daughter
Most a bitches would be apart of
Having good sex in a car with the windows up next week never call ya
Niggas wan kill me
But they know that the block gone avenge me
Can't talk too much but my life keep a low profile so I gotta keep singing
She say
Jardo come breed me really wan know if you wanna be with me
If I really didn't know what I know I'd go
But I'm married to the money ain no cheating
I done had to post bail nigga
I ain goin back to jail nah nah
Zans got me derail yeah just get away from all this pain baby
Shit
I'm in Greece right now on a lift
Flew to London on a cool jet
I spend a couple pounds for this
Guess what's on my wrist
Not right now I'm too lit
I just be ballin out
Got me all up in Foriegn now
No I ain gotta borrow now
Don't sip lean but I pour it up
Ballenciaga for a nigga fraternity stepping out
Balance it all good for a nigga I got ya focus na
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Writer(s): Jerome Bethel
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