Lyrics BALLERINA - Biggs Cooley

My bitch she dance she a ballerina
Love that she keep that Nina
Cheaper to keeper I rather leave her
So boy I keep that Nina
Round around keep that rocket
Otto I keep that rocket
Took the top of when she seen the top lift
She was just paying homage

Nick at night, Niggas slip at night
Walking on water like holy Christ
Finessed a nigga got loaded dice.
Poured up Azul on our Lonely Nights
Ashanti she foolish
I put her on block and I twister her like Rubik's
Stacey I dash with her friend leave her clueless
Been stabbed in my back I don't fuck wit no Judah's
Tribeca Big steppa you know how I get it.
Showed you my moves now you move like you jealous
I bought that Carti put that on my Nicki
Window you shopper I'm nothing like 50
Catch in LA they say I'm underdress
You in her DMs I'm under her dress
Touch down a yard and I put on my crep
Tina just hit me I know it's a test
(The fuck going on)
Girl you know I'm cheater
You asking questions I'm gonna get amnesia
Sitting court side I don't fuck with no bleachers
Full court press nigga fresh out the cleaners
I choose a Pam over Gina
I use to crush on my teacher
Grew up and fucked on my teacher

My bitch she dance she a ballerina
Love that she keep that Nina
Cheaper to keeper I rather leave her
So boy I keep that Nina
Round around keep that rocket
Otto I keep that rocket
Took the top of when she seen the top lift
She was just paying homage