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Bibi Bourelly - Ballin lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Lord
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got fired from Old Navy
Landlord keeps on knocking
Swear that n***a hates me
Sleeping on this old couch
But sh**, I'm not complaining
'Cause I'm still a pimp though
Like there's moulah raining
[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain't never ever been this rich ever
I don't even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so f**ing awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
sh**, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherf**ing awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin'

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord
Yeah, yeah
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
Gormet
Heart them ramen noodles
Freak it with the hot sauce
I do McDonalds too though
And when I wanna go out
Good Will gotta do though
Sweet talking the bouncers
18 bucks, I need 2 more

[Pre-Chorus]
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And I ain't never ever been this rich ever
I don't even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so f**ing awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
sh**, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherf**ing awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin'

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

[Verse 3]
Jumped the gate, subway station
All the seats are taken
This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
I spend my very last savings on some Takis
I'm good at simbis crib
I don't need no hotel lobbies
I doubt I'd get along with paparazzi , yeah
I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
With the hipster kids and the bad b**hes with hair on their armpits
We wear designer clothes from thrifts
My hair might not be laid and did

[Chrous]
Yeah, but I'm ballin', ballin'
I'm so f**ing awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That's my Camry roaring
sh**, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
I'm so mother, motherf**ing awesome, yeah
Ballin', ballin', ballin'
Ballin', ballin', ballin'

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

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