Lil' O - Baulin In Da City lyrics

Whoa yeah, welcome to Texas b**h... [Hook: Big T] A piece and chain, and my wirst looking glitty My top let down, and my broad looking pretty I'm balling in the city, (I'm balling in the city) I'm balling in the city, (I'm balling in the city) Everyday, I'm choking on that good smoke Sipping on drank, pouring up some Big Moe I'm balling in the city, (I'm balling in the city) I'm balling in the city, (I'm balling in the city) [Lil' O] Two birds in my couch, money in my pouch When I pull out the drop, all the haters say ouch Sugarland crib, you don't wanna see the house I am Fat Rat with the Cheese, man this ain't no Mickey Mouse Clout I live it, shout I did it Wanna come up in the game, better watch my visit Put some piece in your grind, homie get your bread up I'm a beast when I grind, cause I never let up I bet ya start plotting, when ya get fed up Then you being broke, get to boxing head up My attitude is rude, and my chick is spoiled rotten How the f** I look, in the field picking cotton [Hook] [Lil' O] Whoa, riding down 59 at night time I get chills, when I look at that sky line Cause then I look at my wirst, and see that I'm fine My wrist, looking just like them lights look how I shine Whoa, downtown is going down Cut through the school, smell like I been blowing pounds Told my partna with the burner, ay hold me down Keep your eyes open, cause the jack boys moving round Yeah, I'm such a god damn playa In the H, man I'm bigger than the damn mayor Man this wrist of mine, will make a grown man stare Make a b**h open her legs, like damn hair [Hook] [Lil' O] When I do it, man I overdo it Hit the finish line, ran a Range Rover through it The first time I hit six figgas, man you know I blew it Swore that next time, I'd be smarter like a Harvard student Whoa, got my money back on track Instead the plans, did the hemi thang black on black Now all the broads that was talking down, back on sack When they try to hop in front, I tell em naw hop in back Whoa, Fat Rat with the Cheese n***a Ask around man, these boys know me n***a Bet they tell ya, I'm a triple O.G. n***a This ain't no front or an act, this is me n***a [Hook]