I'm baby Big ballin, big ballin, big ballin, big
on the beat, big house, big car Hoes everywhere, ice everywhere, everywhere I'm ballin man, I ain't braggin', I'm just tellin' you it is like, I'm ballin Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Whattup beat I see you on the beat mo'
I'm comin' down, candy paint, sprayed by Eddie 12 coats of that clear, lookin' like some jelly My paint's wet, my slab is superb Park the truck and catchin' boppers down here in this third
I hold it down for the block workin' overtime Not at all with petty shit, I'm occupied on the grind I keep my mind on breakin' bread, makin' moves, thinkin' ahead I soaked up game at a age, I'm built for this, I'm a seasoned vet
Swangers respect, can't just anybody tip on Vogues They'll you slippin' in the turnin' lane And leave ya ass naked home on chrome is how I drive, with screens fallin'
In the of the ride My music and my drank is purple Go and take a sip I'd be I'm comin' from the land of the fry
The city of syrup and the of Screw, I'm on the block With my potnah Gooch, cash in my Reebok shoe What that do I can't complain, the candy gloss off the frame Ball in the mix I'm off the chain, it's goin' H-Town
I'm big ballin baby, yeah and I'm spendin' I'm on my all day makin' money with ease I'm big baby, yeah and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my grind all day money with ease
I'm big ballin baby, yeah and I'm cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' money with I'm big ballin baby, yeah and I'm cheese I'm on my grind all day money with ease
I'm grippin' on that woodgrain, I'm sippin' on good drank I'm love to every side and every neighborhood mayne I got neon lights glowin', representin' my block I'm on that 59 South, ridin' with my trunk
that Homestead to that Spice Lane I'm on Scott in the lane I'm headed to that Timmy Chan's Order up and get some wangs
New Hawk on that channel, I'm on that dolly On the way to my gran-ty house, I'm navigated by lights I'm teded by that junior, I'm cut up by Mike Bolted up by Mr. Davis, sluggin' me is a beautiful night
That chrome is atrocious, complimented by candy gloss I'm on fo' swangers, eighty-fo's like Randy Moss Open mouth and show platinum grill, it's a disco ball I got tastes, courtesy of expensive jaws They see me comin' and woman, truck bumpin' pictures off the wall is nuttin' 'cause I'm a baller
I'm big ballin baby, yeah and I'm cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' with ease I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my all day makin' money with ease
I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' money with I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' money with
When the speakers start and that fifth relax I the trunk dance around like it's doin' jumpin' jacks I'm on them Spyders, them eighty-fo's tiptoein' And that is exulted with them neon lights glowin'
The paint's immaculate, drippin' wet up off the fender Beat the block up like a boxer, the street up like a blender I got the flat screens fallin' from the ceilin' And the platinum mouthpiece with in the fillin'
I'm big ballin, grain, breakin' bread, I'm stackin' change money I'm havin' thangs with two commas, I can't complain Drippin' candy paint, off the frame, switchin' In the turnin' lane leavin' stains 'cause I'm a
I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' money with I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' with ease
I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my grind all day makin' money ease I'm big ballin baby, and I'm spendin' cheese I'm on my all day makin' money with ease