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Balcony Video (MV)




Performed By: Dun-Dee Willie E
Length: 2:59
Written by: Willie Edmonds




Dun-Dee Willie E - Balcony Lyrics




We might as well be friends yes we have
They say that on sunday i should wear myself a suit and tie
Now but i went to my grandmomma funeral and i was knickerbocker down

Willie E
Dun-Dee lets go
Weed smoke windows all fogged up
Money out the ass toliet clogged up
Hoes come around and you know they frogged up
Looking for a prince to kiss baby thats what the balls for
Yeah im such an asshole
I got it from my sister you retarded bro
Got it from my brothers ill beat your ass
Got it from my granny stay busy and just make cash
Now im so inclined just to say whats on my mind
And seeing how money talks look into my damn signs
Im so crucial so i kill it slow
Take the wind off my back put it in a choke
Cause i dont need no help
If your name aint jesus or money you can f*cking step
I learn by doing so i make mistakes
I come around again its a better take
If im running low than i gotta take
Business in the kitchen what you bout to make
Cooking up a metal cause im hungry for mill
Man I'm so damn hungry im gone have to make a second mill
Dessert on the side call my chick thru
Cow girl riding good becky dick thru
We chill and sip moscato out of coffee mugs
Tell your girlfriend quit texting i dont want her cuzz
Suited and booted money the uniform
Tequila bottles in the room i dont need a worm
See I'm swimming in the money im a shark f*ck nemo
I got bigger fish to fry yall tripping over plankton bro
Im bout to cop a cadillac cat daddy
Double time with my work im flipping crabbing patties
Tricking off for a smile man you boys petty
You aint got it but i got it and im so ready
My momma got swag check her tag
If your girl gotta be just like her baby grab your bags
She smiling while you boys just teeth smacking
Im like my momma so me and her in the back laughing
Silk sheets got me napping on the couch
Smoke on the Ike got my lungs saying ouch
Im chilling back lamping in the good life
The balcony so plush on a good night
You welcome
You welcome
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We might as well be friends yes we have
They say that on sunday i should wear myself a suit and tie
Now but i went to my grandmomma funeral and i was knickerbocker down

Willie E
Dun-Dee lets go
Weed smoke windows all fogged up
Money out the ass toliet clogged up
Hoes come around and you know they frogged up
Looking for a prince to kiss baby thats what the balls for
Yeah im such an asshole
I got it from my sister you retarded bro
Got it from my brothers ill beat your ass
Got it from my granny stay busy and just make cash
Now im so inclined just to say whats on my mind
And seeing how money talks look into my damn signs
Im so crucial so i kill it slow
Take the wind off my back put it in a choke
Cause i dont need no help
If your name aint jesus or money you can f*cking step
I learn by doing so i make mistakes
I come around again its a better take
If im running low than i gotta take
Business in the kitchen what you bout to make
Cooking up a metal cause im hungry for mill
Man I'm so damn hungry im gone have to make a second mill
Dessert on the side call my chick thru
Cow girl riding good becky dick thru
We chill and sip moscato out of coffee mugs
Tell your girlfriend quit texting i dont want her cuzz
Suited and booted money the uniform
Tequila bottles in the room i dont need a worm
See I'm swimming in the money im a shark f*ck nemo
I got bigger fish to fry yall tripping over plankton bro
Im bout to cop a cadillac cat daddy
Double time with my work im flipping crabbing patties
Tricking off for a smile man you boys petty
You aint got it but i got it and im so ready
My momma got swag check her tag
If your girl gotta be just like her baby grab your bags
She smiling while you boys just teeth smacking
Im like my momma so me and her in the back laughing
Silk sheets got me napping on the couch
Smoke on the Ike got my lungs saying ouch
Im chilling back lamping in the good life
The balcony so plush on a good night
You welcome
You welcome
Top floor swag
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Willie Edmonds
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