Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ballin Is a Habit, artist - 50/50 Twin
Date of issue: 09.04.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ballin Is a Habit |
Balling is a habit over here, at Paid In Full |
Want you to know that, g’yeah |
Balling is a habit like Jordan, Bird and Magic |
My life is fantastic, immaculate, extravagant |
Got a high rise and a bachelor pad, rims tumble like acrobats |
A buck sixty where the dash is at, platinum card no maxing that |
Balling is a habit baby |
Chinchilla, makes my jackets baby |
I don’t wanna get cash, from rapping crazy |
I’m gutter I grind, stop acting crazy |
Capping on wax, ain’t really me |
Ten G’s a day, that’s a brilliant week |
Big faces breeder thee |
Caugh nine packs, I sneeze a ki |
Roll through Panama, floss the Benz |
Wipe my Timberland’s, off with ten’s |
50/50, the Lil' Twin |
Leave the rap game, with a flawless win |
Take a flight, in a G-4−7 |
Spend the night, in a East Coast setting |
I’m so hot dog, I need more relish |
2004, watch B.C. |
fetish |
When my car, is changing speed |
I’m like Tarzan, swanging through trees |
It’s so much, ice in my mouth |
When I take a deep breath, I get brain freeze |
Millionaires wanna hang with me |
R&B girls keep singing to me |
The FEDs think, I’m exchanging ki’s |
Everyday new car, I’m exchanging keys |
Boys riding in 7−45's, that was cool last year |
But I’m V-12 in a 7−60, Kenyon passing me beer |
I step in the club cameras flashing, girls wanna take my pic |
Which girls am I taking home, I can take my pick |
50/50 in fur coats, so please no finger prints on his mink |
I tip the bar tender more money, than I spend on the drinks |
Lil' mama keep skipping and wink, she give me glances |
I’mma make a move, on them sexual advances |
And by the end of the night, I can garuntee I’mma be up in them panties |
I ain’t never slept in the same room, twice in my house |
Frosty the Snowman can build a house, with the ice in my mouth |
I got more diamonds than South Africa, flawless ice is immaculate |
I’m flipping the game like a spatula, now these girls ex-boyfriends mad at us |
No spending ends, in gentlemen’s |
Strip clubs, it’s just for spinning rims |
I want it now, I get it then |
Cop it drop it, cop it again |
Not him again, not Bennegan’s |
Treat a slut for what, not fin to spend |
For bitter Gin, and dinner when |
I can get up in, her little friend |
Rewind, back to fact that you |
Get attached, to the bachelor |
Cause the fact, that I captured the |
Green back, she unstrapping her |
Bra strap, getting back in the |
Jacuzzi, cause of my macking the |
Water gun’ll be splashing for |
The girl that hops in, right after her |
Riding mayn, in a Lac with the |
T.V. screens, in the back of the |
Seat, Ro got strack and uh |
Strapped with him, and that’s because |
The same person, that’s dapping you |
Be the same, thinking bout jacking you |
Stack, is what the girl asking for |
My ad-libs, is gon laugh at her (ha-ha-ha) |
Koopa got you Koopa will spot you, yeah right |
All she gon see, is my tail lights |
And choke on the smoke, from my tail pipe |
Houton Texas, endacedar |
Purple stuff, if that’s lavendar |
Major labels, that’s not what I’m asking for |
Hang up the phone, I’ll get back with you |