Waka Flocka Flame - J Well lyrics

[Hook:] I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well b**h I'm balling like I'm J. Well I'm a get money n***a, it ain't hard to tell I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well b**h I'm balling like I'm J. Well b**h I'm balling like I'm J. Well I'm a get money n***a, it ain't hard to tell [Verse 1:] I'm from River-River-Riverdale This the land of the lost, welcome to hell Middle finger cops, f** jail I'm shooting back n***a, it ain't hard to tell What the f** you trying to sell youngin? I got weed, I got molly's and them n***a's gunnin' Disrespect the Squad, you know the youngin's comin' Twenty grand flat, then the gon' check in No disrespecting Finger f** Nina, watch her have an erection President of clay county n***a, d**h till my coming Holding all elections [Hook] [Verse 2:] Waka Flocka in this mother f**er f** your baby sister and your baby mother I'm a get money young n***a Factories on the Phantom Ghost, no rims n***a Diamonds in my mouth, no golds n***a Under pressure, I won't fold n***a OK, that's what they want Bust a couple of bottles, roll a couple blunts OK, that's what they want Hit the club in the parking lot, I live to stunt I'm balling like I'm J. Well Finesse her for a brick, serve a gummy bear [Hook] [Verse 3:] He said he looking for the just milf Call my n***a diego, tell him bring 10 hoes My boys they go crazy, no ballsaw Just park the f**ing molly by the blastout 3 shows for 1 do's that's a slamdunk Hit the club, make the frat boys fist bump Snap back's and Ray Ban's, courtesy of Slim Dunk' All I know is keep it real, my money running up, Flocka [Hook]