Kick high school, got signed wrote them platti hits
They say I'm stoosh 'cause I cover my bush
And I shed tears when Biggie and Pac got killed
Lord, take my soul, I feel like I'm falling
Fox, basically I'm the female Pac
And I got chills when I signed my deal
Then Chyna Doll came, it's pretty much the same
Like bare bra, I'd eat that gravy proper
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin'
If I was to die, it be too many cowards alive
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin'
Think it's time to run my resume down to y'all
Why the keep on callin' me?
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin'
Fox Brown, Bonnie minus the Clyde
Lord, take me if I'm fallin'
Lord, take me if I'm fallin'
And today I'mma make this one promise to God
Brown, I'm hot with no rehearsal time
Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of chauffeurs
She's alright, but she's not real
Couple dollars and with that I bought my Range
Ain't a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery
Playboy y'all got to give me five letters
Total 500,000 sold, Ill Nana, 2.8
Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots, C. Dior, Chloe, suits
Lord, take me if I'm fallin'
I think I hear them callin' me
Yeah, I'm balling the streets keep calling
The number one stunna, slim, skin copper
Yo, Carolina Blue six, hottest bitch on the block
Sometimes I feel like I'm talking Swedish
Even if I go wood, I'm ma keep it so hood
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin'
And anything we rap about you see us do
Before me there was many but none so hot
Used to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada
And it's like my life is a thesis
It's only one other broad that really got skills
Why they keep on callin' me?
Lord, take me if I'm fallin'
Got a money fetish, wanna see me where your bed is?
I think I hear them callin' me
In that Dolce Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama
Range Rover, Gucci shoes, first class, flatt class, Paris
See, touch me, platinum, ain't no gold
Why the keep on callin' me?
They had no other choice but to run they spot
And I stays on tour like the circle line
Pretty and Red got a lot of ass off my name, man
Y'all niggas don't get it
I rep' New York like the Statue of Liberty
And, yeah I'm ballin', the streets keep callin'
I think I hear them callin' me
Why they keep on callin' me?
Rock since 15, I was bound to ball
Now we stay in demand like PS2
The firm, another mil
Lord, take my soul, I feel like I'm falling
I think I hear them callin' me
Tito was the same shit, got a platti wrist
Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Prada loafers
Mentally, I'm in my own zone holding my spot
