| You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
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| He think he ballin cause he got a block?
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| You know these hoes came to see me ball
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| You know these hoes love to see me ball
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| You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
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| He think he ballin cause he got a block?
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| You know these hoes love to see me ball
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| You know these hoes came to see me ball
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| Hopped up out the bed, I think my roof gone
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| Think I forgot to put my roof on
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| Said «fuck it, buy another car»
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| Hopped out the Lamb'
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| Said «fuck it, bought another car»
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| I bought the Phantom just to say it’s black
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| I bought the Phantom just to take a nap
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| I’m getting head in the backseat
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| I might stop and stand it tall like a athlete
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| I’m ballin' hard, I need a jersey on
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| So much bread on me, I can buy a Jersey home
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| I’m on them Diddy’s, spendin' Dirty Money
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| I’m on that Jizzle, spendin' my money
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| Still ballin' like a muthafucker, tell ‘em that
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| Three platinum chains to match my platinum plaques
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| Ain’t got nuttin' gold but some gold chains
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| Say «Jizzle, what’s the dough?»
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| Move the whole thang
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| My celly bumpin' like a chat line
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| He bought a 500, need he, need a halftime
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| If yo job ain’t ballin' hard, then you need to quit
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| You need a A T hard, then you need to split
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| Summer’s mine, winter too
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| I’m poppin' bottles in the club, that’s what winners do
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| They claiming bitches, them my old hoes
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| They claim they ballin' in my old flows
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| These hoes call me Tunechi baby
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| Niggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating
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| Bitch, I’m ballin', ballin' like a muthafucker
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| 12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them
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| Nigga broke, acting like he got it though
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| I’m with a Spanish bitch, if she ain’t fucking, adios!
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| So many cars I’m like eenie meenie minie moe
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| So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope
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| Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat
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| Run in ya house, and get to poppin' at your shower cap
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| My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac
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| And if them bitches don’t sell, we buy em back
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| Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way
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| Tell them niggas I’m strapped like lingerie
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| I ain’t trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
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| I-I ain’t trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
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| You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
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| He think he ballin cause he got a block?
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| You know these hoes came to see me ball
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| You know these hoes love to see me ball
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| You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
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| He think he ballin cause he got a block? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ballin' , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album TM:103 Hustlerz Ambition, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп