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Post Bail Ballin

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  Post Bail Ballin - Lil Wayne

  Hundred thousand on a small ass chain

  Hundred thousand on a bottle champagne

  Half a million for a watch with no diamonds

  Brought cash to the jewelers,

  still had change

  Ooh, sharks in the crib and in the back yard

  Elevator in the house, never got stuck

  I just looked in the mirror, got star struck

  I just looked at your bitch and got eye fucked

  Who the fuck wanna race? Put your money up

  All you see is license plates,

  far in front of you

  I gave a bad bitch a taste of the good life

  She licked her lips twice and told me I'm yummier

  Glass house on the block, 5 floors in it

  Got a picture on the wall that costs more than it

  You observing it, I'm absorbing it

  Judge mad cause a nigga make more than him

  Ignoring him, I know you can't ignore the rims

  I'm going in until I'm pourin' in more than M's

  I'm courting in swimsuit models that don't know who I am

  In foreign twins, I tell 'em that I star in films

  My warrant clear as day like Doris is

  When I ain't trippin', my lawyers is

  So what the charges is? Put it on my tap, baller shit

  I'm from the cell to the mall with this

  Now tell them motherfuckers sign

  I'm post bail ballin', post bail ballin'

  Go tell the warden I'm, I'm post bail ballin'

  Post bail ballin', go tell the warden I'm

  Soon as I get home I'm going to get that brand new Bentley

  I'ma honk the horn, riding past the penitentiary

  And I'ma drive slow, riding past the elementary

  Then give it to my woes, tell 'em, don't even mention it

  One time for the hustlers and the young moms

  My presidential is crunch time, looking in my son's eyes

  Only time I see a upside

  I tell him he gon' be a tough guy and never be a punchline

  Tell him never wait in one line,

  tell him not even a lunch line

  Pray more than some times

  When the cops come you tongue-tied

  Take dirt, make a mud pie

  Lookin' out the window, in the coupe with a bimbo

  Talking 'bout who she resemble

  Bitch you in a Enzo, stop being so simple

  Now fuck me like we in a limbo

  I ain't got time to kill, I got voids to fill

  I got ocean views, I got water bills

  I got cards to deal, i got hearts to steal

  I got larger wheels on my automobile

  I lost appeal, the bullshit cost me a mil

  It brought me to tears,

  I came home and brought me a crib

  I walked through that bitch,

  strapped when it's dark in that bitch

  And through hell and high water,

  I just walk through that bridge

  I got a full cup of lean that I saw in the fridge

  I started to swig,

  but ended up drinking all of that shit

  Cause I deserve it,

  I be working hard for all of this shit

  I step into a Rolls Royce when I walk out then pen

  My nigga I'm, I'm post bail ballin, post bail ballin'

  Go tell the warden I'm, I'm post bail ballin'

  Post bail ballin', go tell the warden I'm,

  I'm post bail ballin'

  Farewell warden, I'm post bail ballin'

  Go tell the warden I'm, post bail ballin'

  Inmate Carter, post bail ballin'

  Soon as I get home I'm going to get that brand new Bentley

  I'ma honk the horn, riding past the penitentiary

  And I'ma drive slow, riding past the elementary

  Then give it to my woes, tell 'em, don't even mention it

  Soon as I get home I'm going to get that brand new Bentley

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