I Wanna Be A Baller Shot Caller is a verse from the song Wanna Be a Baller sung by Lil’ Troy. The lyrics of the song are written by Yungstar, Fat Pat, Lil’ Will, H.A.W.K., Big T & Lil’ Troy.
I Wanna Be A Baller Shot Caller Lyrics
[Intro: Yungstar & Big T]
That’s-That’s the only price I need to know to find me somethin’
Man, yeah baby, man [?] woke up out that d^^n [?], man, I’m still gone from last night
[Chorus: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin’ laid tonight (‘Sup)
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there’s got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 1: Yungstar]
I’m a, baller, I’m a twenty-inch crawler
Blades on Impala, diamond Rottweiler
I-10 hauler, never leader not a follower
Break these boys off, I’ma twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right, I’m outta sight, I’m throwed
I’m bouncin’ off the road, I’m in a modem wit’ them foenem
The chain and charm, hop out my big body foreign
Chain with the charm, can’t forget Moet along
I’m hoppin’ out, I’m lookin’ good, diamonds against the wood
Man it’s understood, got money in my hood
I’m pushing big body, can’t stop me
‘Fore the nine-eight got to sell a million copies
I’ma crawl slow puffin on the Optimo hit the sto’
I’ma go real slow, puffin indo out the do’
I’ma lit the stash green, man I’m lookin clean
Want remote control screens and nice byzantines
[Chorus: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, getting laid tonight ([?] goin’ down in here)
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike (Yeah, real)
(Two) I hit the highway (Yo, wussup!), making money the fly way (Wussup, stew!)
But there’s got to be a better way!
(T Roy, wussup baby! Studio! Take two!)
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 2: Fat Pat]
Big balling, smashing, making my ends
Smoking big killer, getting high in the Benz
Big balling, smashing, making my ends
Smoking big killer, getting high in the Benz
In the wind smoke goes as I crawl down on Vogues
Twenty Lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
Your eyes, get froze, as you see my low
Candy-red two-door, let my top down slow
Hitting, my remote, sitting, in my s^^t
Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
It don’t quit, as I get high
From K.C. to H-Town, connecting Southside
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat Pat blowing killer, can’t be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah, we got love
Blowing sticky green with Flo, Brew and that Bub
[Chorus: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, getting laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there’s got to be a better way!
A better way, a better way, yeah
[Verse 3: Lil’ Will]
Sitting fat down South, rolling Benz on blocks
Mo’ skrilla I got, signing with ShortStop
And that’s for real, so tell me how you feel
To make a million dollars out my first record deal
ShortStop, putting up your motherf^^king ear
Really really don’t give a f^^k and I ain’t drinking on no beer
Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I ride
Trunk hitting for life baby it’s Southside
We on a f^^king mission, Expedition, Navigator
That’s how we be riding, alligator suitcasing
Putting it in your face, and that’s for real
Shining harder than the grill, it’s the player Lil’ Will
Down with the 2 Low, Yungstar be a thug
So n^^ga n^^ga what? I’m down with Mo’Thugs
Mo’Thugs and da Bone, you know it’s going down
Representing that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
[Chorus: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, getting laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there’s got to be a better way!
A better way, a better way, yeah
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spokes, now these hoes count my inches
Had to get older — man it got colder
I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
Links in Kuwait, got links in Pakistan
Boys don’t understand, virtual reality Caravan
Double doors, marble floors, n^^ed hoes around me
Everytime I’m comin’ out, n^^gas they wanna sign me
Got the Lil’ Will, diamond grills in my grin
Blaze in the Benz and you can’t forget DenDen
Boobie diamond Ruby’s, I’m watchin’ on a movie
Drop the top on Scott, and you know I’m in a jacuzzi
Bourbon and I’m swervin’, man it’s gettin’ hot
My last name Lemmon, drive my tight’um off the lot, David Taylor
[Chorus: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin’ laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there’s got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
[Verse 5: Hawk]
I hit the highway
Having things my way, I parlay
Everyday all day, ain’t no way
Boys can’t stop as I slide through your neighborhood
Chop chop chop, headed straight to the top
I only play to win, ’bout to close up shop
Short Stop and Dead End, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message I send
Take these levels that you devils can’t comprehend
Big body Benz as I floss through the South
Big blue lens, now whatcha talkin about?
Close yo’ mouth as I settle our scores
Scream and shout, my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors, I constantly close
All you hoes, go and take off your clothes
Lord knows ain’t no time to play
Commence the f^^kin and-a suckin on the H.A.W.K
[Chorus: Big T]
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin’ laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit the highway, making money the fly way
But there’s got to be a better way!
A better way, better way, yeah
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Song Credits
| Song | Wanna Be a Baller |
| Artist | Lil’ Troy |
| Album | Sittin’ Fat Down South |
| Writer | Yungstar, Fat Pat, Lil’ Will, H.A.W.K., Big T & Lil’ Troy |
| Producer | Bruce “Grim” Rhodes |
About the Song
“Wanna Be a Baller” by Lil’ Troy is a laid-back Southern hip-hop classic that captures dreams of success, pride, and the desire to rise above everyday struggles. The song reflects a mindset shaped by ambition and survival, where wanting a better life means staying focused, confident, and true to yourself.
Lyrically, the track talks about aiming high and imagining a future filled with wealth, respect, and stability. It is not just about money or status, but about proving something—to yourself and to the world. Lil’ Troy presents the idea of being a “baller” as a symbol of making it out and living life on your own terms. There is a strong sense of motivation mixed with realism, which gives the song its lasting appeal.
The production plays a big role in the song’s popularity. Built around a smooth sample from Tony Joe White’s “Rainy Night in Georgia,” the beat feels calm, soulful, and reflective. That mellow sound contrasts nicely with the confident lyrics, creating a relaxed but thoughtful vibe. The hook is catchy and easy to remember, which helped the song stand out during its time.
What makes “Wanna Be a Baller” special is how relatable it feels. Many listeners connect with the idea of dreaming big while still being grounded in real life. The song does not feel rushed or aggressive. Instead, it flows naturally, like a conversation about goals and self-belief.
Even years later, “Wanna Be a Baller” remains a recognizable and respected track in hip-hop. It represents a moment in time while still speaking to anyone who has ever wanted more out of life and believed they could achieve it.