J Well Songtext
von Waka Flocka Flame

I said I′m balling like I'm J. Well
I said I′m balling like I'm J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I′m J. Well
I′m a get money nigga it ain't hard to tell
I said I′m balling like I'm J. Well
Bitch I′m balling like I'm J. Well
Bitch I′m balling like I'm J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell


I′m from River-River-Riverdale
This the land of the lost, welcome to hell
Middle finger cops, fuck jail
I'm shooting back nigga it ain′t hard to tell
What the fuck you trying to sell youngin'?
I got weed, I got mollies and them niggas gunnin′
Disrespect the squad, you know them youngins comin'
Twenty grand flat, then they dome checkin′
No disrespecting
Finger fuck nina, watch her have erections
President of Clayton County nigga
September coming, holding all elections

I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well
I said I′m balling like I′m J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I′m J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell
I said I'm balling like I′m J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I'm J. Well
Bitch I′m balling like I′m J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell


Waka Flocka in this motherfucker
Fuck your little sister and your baby mother
I'm a get money young nigga
Factories on the Phantom Ghost, no rims nigga
Diamonds in my mouth, no golds nigga
Under pressure I won′t fold nigga
Okay, that's what they want
Bust a couple of bottles, roll a couple of blunts
Okay, 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 them for a brick, serve a dummy bale

I said I′m balling like I′m J. Well
I said I'm balling like I′m J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I′m J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell
I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well
Bitch I′m balling like I′m J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I′m J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell

He said he looking for the Josh Smith
Call my nigga Diego, tell him bring ten hoes
My boys they go crazy, no bath salts
Just popped a fucking molly, 'bout to blast off
Three shows, four walk throughs, that′s a slam dunk
Hit the club, make them frat boys fist pump
Snapbacks and Ray Bans, courtesy of Slim Dunk
All I know is keep it real, my money running up
Waka Flocka!

I said I'm balling like I'm J. Well
I said I′m balling like I′m J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I′m J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell
I said I'm balling like I′m J. Well
Bitch I'm balling like I'm J. Well
Bitch I′m balling like I′m J. Well
I'm a get money nigga it ain′t hard to tell