Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back 2 Ballin, artist - Wale. Album song Folarin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Monster
Song language: English
Back 2 Ballin |
| You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it |
| Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it… |
| As-salamu alaykum, homie |
| Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it |
| Now a nigga back to ballin' |
| Back to ballin', back to ballin', back to ballin' |
| I ain’t even playing, homie |
| Got it, lost it, got it, spent it |
| Got it, now I’m back to ballin' |
| Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' |
| Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it |
| Got it, now I’m back to ballin' |
| Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' |
| Nigga, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel, no that’s not my problem |
| Problem, problem, problem |
| Cause I get right to the chicken |
| Ain’t trick with other bitches |
| Don’t worry if I never call her |
| Call her, call her, call her (french) |
| Motherfucker, back to ballin' |
| You know my whips is foreign |
| Man, you niggas play the bench and you know my niggas startin' |
| Motherfucka, back to ballin' |
| I’m talking black Ferrari |
| Straight cash made a hundred forty stacks this mornin' |
| I’m talking ten chains, casino lights |
| Red bottoms, mosquito bites |
| Bad batch, get your head cracked, Cee-lo dice |
| Motherfucka, back to ballin' |
| Start to finish, you start, I finish |
| Bottle after bottle like fuck my kidneys |
| You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it |
| Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it… |
| As-salamu alaykum, homie |
| Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it |
| Now a nigga back to ballin' |
| Back to ballin', back to ballin', back to ballin' |
| I ain’t even playing, homie |
| Got it, lost it, got it, spent it |
| Got it, now I’m back to ballin' |
| Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' |
| Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it |
| Got it, now I’m back to ballin' |
| Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' |
| Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties fallin' |
| Fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' |
| Talk, all my niggas tore up from the floor up |
| And all those whips is foreign |
| Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, them whips is foreign |
| Nigga back to ballin' |
| Lil bit like Patrick Johnson |
| Never sold much dope, but I know |
| Some nights I heard that trap was callin' |
| Nigga, back to ballin' |
| KD, Rondo, and Lebronin' |
| Found life is about chasing dreams |
| Don’t worry how I got these commas |
| Comas, commas, I’m a, rider |
| Lot of, ganja, e-z wider |
| But I paid five stacks for a garment |
| Leave the cherry up and a high set |
| Hugo boss be the outfit |
| And a pair of some never coming out shit |
| You niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it |
| Bakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it… |
| As-salamu alaykum, homie |
| Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it |
| Now a nigga back to ballin' |
| Back to ballin', back to ballin', back to ballin' |
| I ain’t even playing, homie |
| Got it, lost it, got it, spent it |
| Got it, now I’m back to ballin' |
| Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' |
| Nigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it |
| Got it, now I’m back to ballin' |
| Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' |