Video Keep Ballin de Red Cafe 2024 Hip Hop Lyrics

Red Cafe - Keep Ballin Lyrics

[Intro]
It's ya birthday, yeah
Happy birthday, what else?
It's ya birthday
Believe that, Shakedown

[Verse]
More champagne, please
More sour by the oz
More bad bitches, you better let 'em through
This the party of the year
I've been tellin' you, Shakedown
Money spenders, vintage 'lo sweaters
Brooklyn niggas, well known go-getters
Good wine, and Louie luggage
Corporate dimes love it, how the mafia thug it
I mean
I'm reportin' from the hood, miss
No Oprah money
But guess what I'm hood rich, believe that
Chi-town, fuck with ya guy a lot now
I'm the skipper, so I'm fuckin' on the yacht, aaowww
Killin' 'em since '02
Sendin' work down south, call it soul food
Come to my city
And hell yeah, I be the go to
Boss up on those hoes like I'm supposed to, yeah
Me and Diddy, worldwide tourin'
So now y'all know why my designer's foreign
If the haters wan' hate, let the haters hate
But if they wan' get some money, sell them hater's weight
Ball hard like D. Rose
And you bustas stop payin' for them free hoes
Fuckin the game up
Too much bakin' soda, fuckin' the 'caine up
Make a nigga wanna go dump my chamber
Brrrrraaah, take that bitch
In the streets, I make the money do back flips
Wallah, I'm just livin' that Miami life
4, 5, 6, my kind of dice
Fuck on them broads
They come back like good coke
That's my West coast bitch, she got good throat
Huh, I feel like I got wings on
All the hottest models say they got me on their ringtone
[Chorus]
And I just keep it thorough, yeah
So the hood fuck with me
Keep ballin', ballin', ballin'
And I just keep it thorough, yeah
So the hood fuck with me
Keep ballin', ballin', ballin'