You can't be no baller if you got nobody to ball
You ain't no shot caller if you got nobody to call
You got quite a particular taste, not defined by religion or race
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
And the moment's a gift not to waste, f*ck yer status we won't leave a trace
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
You can't be somebody n'less you got somebody to love
You can't play your part unless you are the other part of
You got quite a particular taste, not defined by religion or race
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
And the moment's a gift not to waste, f*ck yer status we won't leave a trace
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
Cookie Rabinowitz - Broad St. Buddha Lyrics
Cookie Rabinowitz - Broad St. Buddha Lyrics
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You can't be no baller if you got nobody to ball
You ain't no shot caller if you got nobody to call
You got quite a particular taste, not defined by religion or race
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
And the moment's a gift not to waste, f*ck yer status we won't leave a trace
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
You can't be somebody n'less you got somebody to love
You can't play your part unless you are the other part of
You got quite a particular taste, not defined by religion or race
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
And the moment's a gift not to waste, f*ck yer status we won't leave a trace
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
You ain't no shot caller if you got nobody to call
You got quite a particular taste, not defined by religion or race
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
And the moment's a gift not to waste, f*ck yer status we won't leave a trace
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
You can't be somebody n'less you got somebody to love
You can't play your part unless you are the other part of
You got quite a particular taste, not defined by religion or race
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
And the moment's a gift not to waste, f*ck yer status we won't leave a trace
Who cares if the money's right, let's just leave our shit and get out this place
Writer: Julius Curcio
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