Maino - Bat Dat Lyrics
Oh, oh, oh,Yeah!Is the RaekwonUnstoppable shit, nigga!Come on, man! Sing that shit!I went to jail of a heart crapThey made a mil of a hard rapI'm trying to feel what's beyond that (let's go! )So I put my faith all in God's …I was lost, couldn't find meSo how the ***** I end up in Ferraries?Just a young nigga in …Now champagne spilling my Versacies, yeahBuzzing up these alcoholic leveragesPassed out, barely know what day isRunning, but the pain coming quickerThat's why I put my life in the hands of these strippers.Think a devil in disguise, yeahSwear I looked the devil in his eyesI walked through hell to surviveThen I found Heaven right between her thighsTell these niggas I'm a riderIn a court room, drunk, finger to your honorStarted from the bottom at the bottom with piranhasNow it's sunset, strip salad like a…Handcuff to a cell for all worriesI bailed out, no respect, the world touringFast cars, party hard, the same livingWake up in hotels with strange women, yeah!Hook:Act like tomorrow won't comeHeavy on these streets like I weight ten tones... this money for the paper I runI can tell these niggas ain't on me on!Homie, you can bat dat!Yeah, yeah, homie you can bat dat!You can bat me on!Yeah, homie you can bat dat!I brought killers to my dinner tableThem boys did it to the dealers' tableHard to breathe when them killers face youStaring... tell me who you pray to?Caught up in a moment, hope I see tomorrowTill it's over, till that waitress bring us twenty bottlesTrying to tell these kids, find a dream to follow!Don't follow me, I'm caught up in Caucasian models!Swimming in these *****es all for television... with elevators in ‘em!Coming from the ghetto, that's a hella way of living*****es see the light, diamonds hell of dripping!Caught up in that life, I'm trying to make better choicesBack street sweeping, in the back of the Rolls RoycesNightmares, waking and screaming, I'm hearing voicesIt's a long way back in the jet with all my voices.Hook:Act like tomorrow won't comeHeavy on these streets like I weight ten tones... this money for the paper I runI can tell these niggas ain't on me on!Homie, you can bat dat!Yeah, yeah, homie you can bat dat!You can bat me on!Yeah, homie you can bat dat!Bro, bro, what's going?Yo, yo, what up? Your god is our bodyFlying through the hood in Maseraties and large bodiesMoving through the town, involve… gangstas and God got meOne man can take down the fam copy.Cisco on my glass, learn how to hustle, I can rustleIn front of the children throwing cashMaino ain't like that.He can't flex it... he dyslexicWhat he did, new fly crib, new bang boat,New ratchet, new whip, new flip, new *****, new kidLow kicks to the three bricks pinching...You sneaky fly niggas see the digs.Yeah, we're all best, went upBattle when the creature brings your casualties up…Don't get stopped!Hook:Act like tomorrow won't comeHeavy on these streets like I weight ten tones... this money for the paper I runI can tell these niggas ain't on me on!Homie, you can bat dat!Yeah, yeah, homie you can bat dat!You can bat me on!Yeah, homie you can bat dat!Take care of your,I'mma take care of mine, nigga!
