Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' B-ballin'
Man, I got candy-painted tint, it's(?) so dark I'd be if I said I ain't hit at nine of my friends Plus, I got so much paint in my rims Paint be off my car Be paintin' the neighborhood kids I got whole block lookin' like it's Candyland Ask me, man, they be like, there go the candy man I park the car in the and go in and Come back the mornin' The rims are spinnin' Hit the wheels on that Phantom, man, that shit like the Batmobile rims, shit, I ain't even got no wheels Custom-fitted, custom-kitted wood Custom everything, what's on the seat? mustard stain Now let's go hit the mall, y'all know that we ball Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, there go superstars!" Hit single store, flash a fucking wad of cash but I ain't shit, bitch Kiss my ass We...
Ballin' Ballin' Uncontrollably B-ballin'
Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Hit the corner liquor To get Corona, tip the Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the up And I'ma hit the cinema and get the hoes, When I be it, I be it, shit, goes I'm ballin' out of control, girls know I'm with dough But, shit, I'm stingy as I'm fuckin' as hoes(?) bitches don't get a crumb, and it come but I'm what up Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off knees My candy paint's If lucky, I'll let you hug me, but that's all you get Then I'ma split, disappear, a of smoke is all you see Yeah...
Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' B-ballin'
Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we ain't finna I'm horny as fuck, bitch, are you my dick or what? I'll fuck a chick in the butt, I don't give a shit Is Marshall gonna have to go choke me a bitch? You fuckin' up my Benz Bitch, I beat up my Don't think I won't a bitch I'll a six-year-old in the ribs You fuckin' retard, I'll have you suckin' out my seat I'll teach you not to know how to control your when you eat What the fuck do you that colostomy bag is for, looks? I ain't waste nine on you for you to not sing no hooks I fuckin' take a Make a Foundation patient with me How 'bout coke inside of your saline solution IV? Turn and use it on me You take my keys? You fuckin' broad, get in back, you're comin' to Florida me, Tell your momma I'ma you off at the hospital later We finna this run Take this gun and me, Slater And your...
Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably