Ras Kass - Ballin' lyrics

{Hook x2: Crazy Lil Dude} If you got money (ballin', ballin’, ballin') If you got cars (ballin', ballin’, ballin') If you got women (ballin', ballin', ballin') You a star (ballin', ballin', ballin') {Verse 1: E-40} In my own mind I’m ballin’ That's what I said to myself before I started really ballin’ I kept on talking it up till it came true Like a volcano I finally blew Got that old money and that brand new Sworn on the counter fu*k the price I'm only gonna wear it once anyway I can't wear the same clothes twice Bad enough I lost the 3 hundred when I roll the dice I gotta have it all, I don't want just a slice I come from the gutter me and my raccoons Used to eat with our hands, fu*k a silver spoon Now it’s Ruth's Chris modern Steak House Me and my broad, my soon to be spouse Getting chauffeured in the back seat of my 2012 Drinking lamby cognac on my way to LA Smoking sour diesel talking on my cell Money calling, b*tch I'm ballin' {Hook x2: Crazy Lil Dude} If you got money (ballin', ballin', ballin') If you got cars (ballin', ballin', ballin') If you got women (ballin', ballin', ballin') You a star (ballin', ballin', ballin') {Verse 2: Ras Kass} Uh, ehere do I begin, Rasy got a deadly pin That's why y'all lames rarely win Cheeky eye ballin' like Jeremy Lynn Game of thrones freezing I'm manipulating play with hopes Hoops a lap with a famous flow Pastry chef ni**a I made the dough Caked up and eat the breed Like Jarett from subway every time the club lay Lil man eating feet slump sh*t Ask Mac Mill, that's the donald trump sh*t Swag I seen and the rich stop serve The sh*ts and giggles I might laugh out a turd Light up the sky, too high 4th of July, holiday in Dubai ni**a, bye