Lil Keke - Ballin' lyrics

[Talking:] C.M.G., Rally Boys We black by popular demand, ha-ha That's right, the young Don Kottonmouth, Jizno come on that's right Get your ball on, get your ball on [Chorus 4x:] Ball...ball...balling [Lil' Keke:] Where the pimps and playas mayn, that stay dubbed out Commission rich click, we balling and thugged out Everytime you see us, you know the love out Platinum in the ghetto, we moving the scrubs out Hit your block acting bad, don't play Flossing and looking good, everyday all day The young Don, wanted money went and got it Now I'm on the mic, rapping and talking bout it With Jam Down, off top it's whatever You won't see me, unless it's chrome and leather A certified, B-A double L-A A ghetto superstar, before the Y2K Been stunning since day one, if you know what I mean Switch up to BET, I'm in front of your screen My dog 8 Ball, get money don't stop Keep they head turning with the ice I rock, and I'm balling [Chorus 4x] [Kottonmouth:] Now we gon' rise to the top, like scutter and bubble up And every time we drop, playa we double up Kottonmouth polished up, and then I'm gloss Crawl before I walk, then I'm gon' floss Sipping on two heavy pints, of the 'noid Coming out the showroom flo', we Rally Boys Play makers game breakers, mayn we just some MVP's Most valuable players, Rally and C.M.G. From the I-4-5, we flip The first n***az that hit your block, in a spaceship [Lil' Keke:] I'm with the Rally Boys, C.M.G. is what I claim T-E-X-A-S, where we lay down the game This is Southside, and we got chips on that And put a fresh set of dubs, on that brand new Lac We bring pain mayn, when we riding swangs It's so much rocks on the piece, it's a hell of a shame what [Jizno:] Rally and C.M.G., I-45 connect Drop the track pa** the mic, and bet that damn fools wreck No disrespect, we simply on a mission for mills To keep the crush up in our cup, and grip the wood grain wheels (now how it feel), to hit them gates and houses on hills (now how it feel), to roll them bubble eyes on stainless steel I keep it real, and now-a-days I sho' feel good Worldwide affiliated, and I still ball in my hood and I'm balling [Chorus 4x] [Lil' Keke:] Stay strapped and fully loaded, in this balling game Let your top down slow, cause it's a beautiful thang No doubt I'm showing out, every chance I get Start a fire up on the streets, with these raps I spit I be flossing and flipping and tipping, and coming down The youngest the thoedest the coldest, from H-Town Nothing but coupes and dubs, when I'm up in the pad And you speak on what you got, playa not what ya had I tell you now, ain't nothing like the real thing baby Rovers and Escalades, Lexus plus Mercedes I floss that I bought that, I do what I please And I get my grind on, cause I love this cheese We be balling down South, for real and that's a fact Rolling dubs and clubs, platinum and all that I'm Lil' Keke the Don, and I got nothing but love But you get your toss on, 'fore they call you a scrub and we balling