Ballin' by Big Tymers (Ft. Bun B)
Ballin' by Big Tymers (Ft. Bun B)

Ballin’

Big Tymers & Bun B * Track #10 On How You Luv That? Vol. 1

Ballin’ Lyrics

[Baby]
Now since I live in these motherfucking projects
Polices don't want to see us in cadillacs
I bought a white 1 on gold to match my goals
And I done drive one of my ol' hoes
I got a Lexus and a Benz
Expedition on chrome partner
With 20 inch rims
A hummer and a rose royce
I got a candy helicopter in the lake front nigga
I'm a ball till I fall
Talk shit till I fuck
Ride fly till I die
Imma shake till I break
I'ma bake these cakes and drink alizate
And fuck a different bitch everyday partner
I'ma shop till pop and keep a high price partner
Range and rove, got a mouth full a gold
And I love these hoes
Niggas wearing Rolexes
Spendin 50 or better till coming back from Texas
Bustin' keys in the leather
Got a hummer full of bricks
Cuz I know I'm the shit, you can believe that nigga
Got diamonds and golds so I can blind these hoes
I'ma ball till fall, spend 10 g's at the mall
& have a big ballin party, inviting all y'all
10 G's around my neck, 50 g's on my rolex
100 G's on my Benz, 10 G's on my rims
500 G's laying on the floor
My partner hit the doe give 'em 20 G's off the floe
The old man never seen that much cash before
700 G's stashed away for my son
I done hit a hard girl and gave her gold cum
Now i'm sittin' on 2 mil-lion just in case I die
Baby name ain't gonna die
Little BCW gonna ball till he die
Now Playboy, tell me how you luv that?

[Mannie Fresh]
I got so many cars I don't know what to do
I got so many bitches I might give one to you
Lexus Land wit the TV playin, that my steelo
Projects follow me, cuz I'm they hero
(In garage one) I got the hummer mane
(In garage two) I keep the hurricane
(In garage three) That's the bubble eye Benz
(In garage four) something with the Batman rims, come on
Put your eyes on this nigga Baby
Papa, got a diamond ring for you maybe
I, slam, Cadillac doors
Me and Baby, ram
Out of state hoes wit the diamond gleam
7 figure nigga team
Wear them fuckin karats on ya triple beam
How you luv that?
Lexus wit the wood stripe
Can you take that Imapala with the white ass pipes
100's, 1000's, millions, damn
Like Victor Newman, I'm buyin' a whole building man

[Bun B]
Bitch we top of the line
Never fuck wit niggas that drop a dime
Thinking we ballin I'll fuck if you mine
Your talks is too high. there's some diamonds bout to be blind
Stop some time, then you can possibly climb
I got Cash Money to prove it
Walking and talking like I'm all cute and
Refreshen and reuse it
With cars you can't purchase
While you strugglin for 2 g's at churches
Nobody searchin, they just find and drop the bitch
Probably looking for the boy, so we can get out this bitch
Now the drink is on us, for the fights no fuck
I'm visiting a whore, hoes only got butts, get naked
And show cunts
I need fucking sucking ass blowing
Now just back up and show us your butt
Blow up when you see us
Go down the beach and get some Reeses
If don't believe it, ask Jesus
Bitch we ballin

Ballin’ Q&A

Who wrote Ballin’'s ?

Ballin’ was written by Bun B & Birdman & Mannie Fresh.

Who produced Ballin’'s ?

Ballin’ was produced by Mannie Fresh.

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