Big Ballin

I told ya fuckin' ass I be back In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho Chillin' by ya boy house kissin' on these hoes See these broads want stars Big dicks down in the drows Seven days a week seven brand new cars Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300 Check us and front it the Navigator Garage with the elevator You not a hata Then press second floor So you can see the muthfuckin' Big Tymers car show Now on the left side we got the brand new Benz And on the right side bitches shakin' ass for ends And in the middle niggas throwin' 20s and 10s And up top niggas drinkin' juices with gin juices with gin juices with gin News cars Pretty broads Neighborhood superstars Going far Goin' to the super bowl In the hole And I owe my nigga for frontin' me two kilos Yellow ice With new heights Hoes got my name right Fame got my muthafuckin' game tight Dirt digga Hoe go-getta Nigga outta line Playboy I got ten on ya feet Car shinna Rim blinda 20 inch rida Nigga and you can ride right beside me Titty watcha Hoe stoppa VCR tape poppa Neighborhood naked flick watcha Border line Hen (hennesey) poppa Byran is my heart and Pearl is my number one chick And Ca$h Money Records gone run this nationwide shit And playa you can believe that shit Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby I see you jockin' Baby 'cause he got a Mercedes And ya know about his ladies And all his babies I know what they like Them brand new bikes So we can ride around town like Tina and Ike I'ma shine till I die nigga We worldwide everybody know Ca$h Money ride or die nigga Twenty inch wheels is what I roll And when I pass yo bitch all outta control Buyin' Lexus Land Cruisers The 4-7 the big pipe user Hoe abuser Its the project sticker man Full of liquor man Ridin' with cha bitch with the tymers playin' Ballin everyday popin' Dom P bottles Ball til ya fall is the Ca$h Money motto Flashy cars Pretty broads The word uptown we bought these cars For girls I bought Pretty jewels With new shoes With tatoos A Ca$h Money motto do what you gotta do Fight who you gotta fight Shoot who you gotta shoot Boot who you gotta boot Do what you gotta do Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Ten years ago a friend of mine Brought me to uptown second line Met meatball, nair, anglin mets Want you do a D.J. in the jets Bought two trigger mans and brown beat Now you can pop that pussy in the middle of the street Best believe next week I'ma be downtown Point court St. Bernard bitch throwin' down Then I'm mosy on down cross the kanel Put up the mic 'cause I got a fuckin' story ta tell Teresa Yous a Ca$h Money bitch say what you still a Ca$h Money bitch I say lil Lisa You still a Ca$h Money bitch say what you still a Ca$h Money bitch My nigga Baby ya wit me Fa sho Now bring it to the McMelph Caliope Niggas livin for the Sunday On the lake bakin cake watchin niggaz ridin round with they honey (Drinkin Daquiri) Hoes packin, white folks actin Givin tickets nigga for the jackin Niggaz feudin, game losin Lil' told me ta watch these hoes tryin to abuse me Joe Casey, goin crazy My homeboy told me to watch these motherfuckin feds Chilly Chilly actin silly, but cha name killa Told me he gon' kill him a nigga Suga Slim, all in, game tight And we just about to start this all night flight