Post Bail Ballin (Explicit) - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)

Lyrics by：Dwayne Carter/Bigram J. Zayas

Composed by：Dwayne Carter/Bigram J. Zayas

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Hundred thousand on a small-a*s 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 backyard

Elevator in the house never got stuck

I just looked in the mirror got star struck

I just looked at your b***h and got eye-f**ked

Who the f**k wanna race

Put your money up

All you see is license plates far in front of ya

I gave a bad b***h a taste of the good life

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

Glass house on the block five floors in it

Got a picture on the wall that cost more than it

You observing it I'm absorbing it

Judge mad 'cause a n***a make more than him

Ignoring him I know you can't ignore the rims

I'm going in 'til I'm pouring in more than Ms

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

And foreign twins I tell 'em that I star in films

My warrant's clear as day like Doris is

When I ain't trippin then my lawyers is

So what the charges is

Put it on my tab baller s**t

I'm from the cell to the mall with this

Now tell them motherf**kers I'm

I'm post-bail balling

Post-bail balling

Go tell the warden I'm

I'm post-bail balling

Post-bail balling

Go tell the warden I'm

Soon as I get home I'm go and get that brand new Bentley

And I'mma honk the horn riding passed the penitentiary

And I'mma drive slow riding passed the elementary

Then give it to my whoas tell 'em

Don't even mention

One time

For the hustlers and the young moms

My presidential said it's crunch time

Looking in my son's eyes

Only time I see a upside

I tell him he gon' be a tough guy

Never be a punchline

Tell him never wait in one line

Tell him not even a lunch line

Pray more than sometimes

When the cops come you tongue-tied

Take dirt make a mud pie

Looking out the window

In the coupe with a bimbo

Talking 'bout who she resemble

B***h you in a Enzo

Stop being so simple

Now f**k me like we in a limo

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 bulls**t cost me a mill

It brought me to tears

I came home and bought me a crib

I walk through that b***h

Strapped when it's dark in that b***h

And through hell and high water

I just walk on a bridge

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

I started to swig

But end up drinking all of that s**t

'Cause I deserve it

I be working hard for all of this s**t

I step into a Rolls Royce

When I walk out the pen

My n***a I'm

I'm post-bail ballin

Post-bail balling

Go tell the warden I'm

I'm post-bail balling

Post-bail balling go tell the warden

I'm I'm post-bail balling

Farewell warden

I'm post-bail balling

Go tell the warden

I'm post-bail balling

Inmate Carter Post-bail balling

Soon as I get home

I'm go and get that brand new Bentley

And I'mma honk the horn riding past the penitentiary

And I'mma drive slow riding past the elementary

Then give it to my whoas tell 'em

Don't even mention

Soon as I get home

I'm go and get that brand new Bentley