Big Tymers

Big Tymers - Ballin' lyrics

(feat. Bun B)

[Baby]

Now since I live in these motherfucking projects

Police don't want to see us in cadillacs

I bought a woman on gold to match my goals

And I don't have to drop one of my 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

I'ma fly till I die

Shake till I break

I'ma bake these cakes and drink alizate

And fuck a different bitch every night of the week

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 leafs and 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, spending 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, 20 G's on my rims

5 G's just laying on the floor

I party, hit the dope and give you 5 G's son

The old man never seen that much cash before

700 G's stashed away for my son

I hit it harder and get some cold rum

Downstairs has 2 million just in case I die

Baby we ain't gonna ride

The little BC gonna ball till I die

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 hoes I'll give one to you

Lexus laying wit the TV playin, that my CO

Projects swallow me, cuz I'm negro

The cornrolls don't got a hummer man

The broads too I keep the hurricane

Nigga raw street, thats the bubblied Benz

Nigga raw folks, wit the Batman Benz, come on

Put your eyes on this nigga Baby

Papa, I got a diamond ring for you maybe

I slam cadillac bowls me and Baby gram

Out of state hoes wit diamond rings

7 nigga teens

Look at the fuckin karats on your triple beam

How you luv that?

Lexus wit the blue stripe

Can you take that Apollo with the white ass pipes

100's, 1000's, millions, damn

Like from 6 till noon, I buy 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

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