Jermaine Dupri - Ballin Out Of Control lyrics

Chiti chiti, bang bang, Don Chi Chi, that's me Rollin' with you n***a Nate D You know these n***as straight bang, big game D Ballin' with the 21st street Chiti chiti, bang bang, Don Chi Chi, that's me Still makin' tight a** beats, that's right I'm rollin' in my brome, I stay sweet Ain't nobody ballin' like me It goes, mirror mirror on the wall Who's the biggest baller of all I got a 700, a Bentley and a Magine The girls just die when I'm ridin' past Live life like I'm sellin' pies Arabian with two or three wives Two or three houses to hide Ten cars parked outside And they all got bodies that's wide Follow me as the Leer jet flies over Crimson Tides Four bedroom duplex in the sky Nicknamed Lottery 'cause I don't stop spendin' When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin' Like the six moon walkin', sh** I ain't talkin' I'm straight livin' it, it's a wonder I ain't shiverin' I'm so frozen and you've been chosen To roll with me and Nate D O double G, sing It's five o'clock in the mornin' I've already downed five, I've already downed five Mo's See you around my block on the weekend All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes Ask me, "What we did was crime?" If not then I just say no, then I just say no Three girls a date, that's my limit We ballin' outta control, we ballin' outta control Now whether you like me or not, whenever I drop You know I give you number one hits, platinum hot It's so much clarity in my rocks, I'm thinkin' like It's gotta be somebody greater, maybe it's not 'cause I flow for those who get that dough Hits for every chick with a size see tits See it's like this, I don't mind wavin' at you kids But I can't manage to raise my wrist Jewels so heavy, y'all fools ain't ready My twenty two shot the streets into confetti Move like Andretti, red linin' Whatever city I'm in, I'm headlinin' At five a.m., I'm still lookin for Mo' Still gettin' crunk, still lettin' it flow Bar outta Cris', now I'm drinkin' Mo' Stomach upset, I feel like I'm about to let it go It's five o'clock in the mornin' Got my pedal to the flow, got my pedal to the flow It's time I test my 600 Wonder how fast this b**h go, wonder how fast this b**h go Three girls and two of 'em sleepin' One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow Sun's comin up, we still drinkin' We ballin' outta control, really ballin' outta control Dance, everybody And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y'all Dance, everybody Everybody just clap your hands, let me see y'all Dance, everybody And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y'all Dance, everybody Everybody just clap your hands Chiti chiti, bang bang, Don Chi Chi Rollin' with you n***a Nate D You know these n***as straight bang, big game D Ballin' with the 21st street Chiti chiti, bang bang, Don Chi Chi Still makin' tight a** beats I'm rollin' in my brome, I stay sweet Ain't nobody ballin' like me