Cheers to my Ballers
Cheers to my Hustlahs
Raise yo Glasses
Put yo cups up
Raise yo Glasses :: Raise yo Glasses
Man its time to drink and chill
throw some steaks up on the grill
we been grinding out all week for that dollar bill
now its time to relax
laying out 3 stacks
ice on my wrist got her lost like sleestacks
Land of the lost paid the cost to be the boss
Im Slick like Rick - Rich like Ross
Watch me floss Watch us shine
Its a party ya'll - yeah we do dis all tha time
got a room full of dimes - dudes rolling nicks
quart of da hennessey - str8 no mix
everybody fly - head to our kicks
Speakers on blast - DJ got it lit
hit after hit old school and new
Simply Hood - Brooklyn Zoo
Ray charles to the haters make it do what it do
Ima be me - you be you
Cheers to my Ballers
Cheers to my Hustlahs
Raise yo Glasses
Put yo cups up
Now its on and popping - play the wall is not an option
B-Boys pop an locking
chics rocking stockings with 6 inch heels
scrubbing the ground - DJ bumped my track and they loving the sound
free drinks all around - aint no need to ever charge
bank account swole - Pee Wee Large Marge
room full of stars
models actors
pro sports athletes
dope boys rappers
Ice glistening you can see us from the moon
Gold all around like King Tuts tomb
I got soldiers from New York
Playas from L.A.
Fam out in Texas
Hustlahs in the A
And we still getting paid making moves like in the movies
please believe me really truly
aint no thing for me to school these
Little rookies in the game
that be calling out my name
You can never be like me - we will never be the same
Cheers to my Ballers
Cheers to my Hustlahs
Raise yo Glasses
Put yo cups up
