Chris Brown, Tyga, Kevin McCall - Ballin’ lyrics
Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chris Brown, Tyga, Kevin McCall - Ballin’ lyrics]
Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause
I'm ballin' like a bitch
(Uh, uh, uh, uh huh) filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause
I'm ballin' like, b ballin' like a
(Ballin' like a)
Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
B-B-B-Ballin' like a bitch
(Uh, uh, uh, uh huh) filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause
I'm ballin' like, b ballin' like a
(Ballin' like a)
Take a picture with it like it's my last look
(Look) g-Gold MacBook, cost a hunnid Gs (Gs)
I don't fuck with rats
(Rats) , I throw away the cheese (Cheese)
I'm ballin', baby, you see this nigga shine
(Shine) i'm runnin' shit, ha, finish line
K-Mac cook that beat
I eat it like it's dinner time
Awards show, gimme mine, loud and clear
Intercom listen up
(Up) , I show you how to stunt (Stunt)
Pocket full of money
You should see what's in the trunk (Trunk)
That bass got that bump
(Bump) , that shit that make you jump (Jump)
Ballin' like a bitch, throw it up, slam dunk
(Dunk) v-neck like a guido
Rollin' dice in the casino ('Sino)
Three bad chicks rollin' trips, cee-lo
What's done is done, ain't no comin' back
I'm ballin' like a bitch, roger that
It's Breezy, baby
Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause
I'm ballin' like a bitch
(Uh, uh, uh, uh huh) filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause
I'm ballin' like, b ballin' like a
(Ballin' like a)
I'm ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me do my shit
'Cause I'm ballin' like a bitch
(Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me take your chick
Uh, snapback nigga back up in this bitch
(Bitch) throw 'em by the hunnids
Watchin' strippers do the split's (Split's)
Gon' hit that flex
I ain't trippin' on the bitches
Prolly one out of a ten
In California I ain't hit
Bitch, I'm raw, smell that shit
Hold your jaw up in your lips
Get a silly straw, have a sip, haha
Motherfuckin' Tyga, she ain't met me
Then she lyin'
I pull that rocker out, nigga
David and Goliath
Melt your fuckin' face, boy
Like that nigga on the Wire
Them niggas washed up, need a dryer, dry 'em
Free my brother Weezy
Now we back up on your TV
I'm rollin' at two-fifty, speedin' me
My nigga Breezy
Right behind me, R-R-Range Rove', T-Rell
Mean ho bunch a bad bitches too
Tell 'em bitches what to do (Do)
It's Young Money 'til the death bed
If anythin', we the best at
It's probably this
B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause
I'm ballin' like a bitch
(Uh, uh, uh, uh huh) filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause
I'm ballin' like, b ballin' like a
(Ballin' like a)
I'm ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me do my shit
'Cause I'm ballin' like a bitch
(Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me take your chick