We Bust Back Lyrics

(Lil' Keke talking)
Peep game...feel this
I'm in here with my umm...Herschelwood Cliq
You know what I'm sayin?
We aint nothin but some umm....ballas
Steady ballin in the mix
Know I'm talnbout?
(Lil' Keke Verse 1)
Ballin...ballin in the mix
Everything I dun broke, Lil' Keke gon fix
I keep ballin…ballin in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, hittin licks for my freaks
Sweets and sticks, equal platinum hits
Ridin in the Benz, screens on watchin flicks
Cant forget, Herschelwood Cliq is so damn thick
Hoes on dick, they aint shit, I hit the pussy and split
Peep this game of a real live balla

Down in Texas watch the plex's, young shot caller
Now how many playas get to live they dream?
Come up in the game and getta exploit some of that green, know what I mean?
If you's a hustla, of course you do
And if you aint a balla, I aint talkin to you
Cuz umm….
(Lil' Keke)
Ballas…ballin in the mix
Everything i dun broke, Lil' Keke gon fix
I keep ballin…ballin in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, hittin licks for my freaks
Ballin…ballin in the mix
Everything i dun broke, Lil' Keke gon fix
I keep ballin…ballin in the mix
Herschelwood Cliq and we so fuckin thick
(Duke verse)
Well I'ma…balla, Duke-Duke I represent
I can't count the kilo's or g's I sent
From the corners and the cuts, for blocks and blocks
I used to cut up rocks, now I'm popped on chops
I gotta watch the cops, I got hoes by the flocks
And the Duke won't stop, until I'm sittin on top of the world
On stacks, you know that's a fact
Herschelwood do the front, the side, and the back
(Willie D verse)
Well I'ma…balla, sippin syrup alcohola
Crawla, slanging keys, g's holla
Roll deep, satchee'd down with a fat sweet
Ten g's in the back of my Benz-E
Playa thang like mary jane when it come around
Meal tickets bein made in this H-Town
Low rating niggas hatin cuz I'm pushin bricks
Can't stand me cuz I'm rollin wit a ballin mix, shit
(Lil' Keke)
Ballin in the mix
Everything i dun broke, Lil' Keke gon fix
I keep on…ballin in the mix
Herschelwood Cliq and you hoes can't forget
That we ballin…ballin in the mix
Everything i dun broke, Lil' Keke gon fix
I keep ballin…ballin in the mix
Herschelwood Cliq and you niggas can't forget
(Lil' Keke verse 2)
Mean mugs get slugs, when you fuckin with thugs
I push a "shook-up" ghetto love, affiliated with drugs
And umm…mark shit don't grill me, haters wanna kill me
"Don't Mess Wit Texas" made the whole world feel me
Now how many ballas wanna ball like me?
And how many hoe wanna fuck Lil' Ke
2 or 3? Nah black, cuz it be more than that
I'm sittin low, sittin fat, greed matchin the Kat
I grab my gat, blood splat while I'm throwin up bustas
Princess cut, four shut bezeltynes in clusters
Herschelwood it aint over, mix the syrup wit the soda
A 600 Benz with a v-12 motor
South Dakota to Carolina, a nation wide drug smuggler
Rap game got me fame, low key and undercover
Your brother and nahother, whatever stand taller
Southside representin as a…balla
(Lil Keke)
Yeah…ballin in the mix
Everything I dun broke, Lil' Keke gon fix
I keep ballin…ballin in the mix
I'm a pimp, not a trick, hittin licks for my freaks
Ballin…ballin in the mix
Herschelwood Cliq and you niggas can't forget
That we ballin…ballin in the mix
If you don't like my style, straight up suck my dick
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Lyrics submitted by HoustonHardHitta713.