That Hublot, that king size Hublot
00:03
Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish
00:12
Ballin', do it like this, bitch
00:15
Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth
00:18
Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas
00:21
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
00:24
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
00:27
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
00:30
Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin')
00:33
Yeah, uh, it's Crack. yeah, uh
00:36
No matter the weather, can't imagine it better
00:38
Got me lookin' for Claire in the Bill Cosby sweater
00:39
Hundred bottles is better and they come in those cases
00:40
I'm talkin' peoples and places, we make it light up like Vegas
00:42
Ugh, I swear this bitch is dumb as shit
00:46
But her ass is even dumber
00:52
Now thats dumber and dumber; how to take off a summer
00:55
Took a flight out to Russia, we even flew out her mother huh
00:57
Fuck you niggas talkin' bout?
01:00
At the Rucker I was about to bring Jordan out
01:03
They want to get Coke wet cause of my fan base
01:06
I used to get coke wet, I had to fan base
01:09
Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish
01:12
Ballin', do it like this, bitch
01:15
Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth
01:18
Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas
01:20
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
01:24
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
01:26
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
01:29
Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin')
01:32
Uhh, T.S. whattup
01:36
(Hahahaha... you know I'm young and rich)
01:38
O Versace shades and some OG J's
01:44
Keep some OG blaze cause that's what got me paid
01:44
Rockin all this Wang, they look at me strange
01:46
Lots of DiamondAir when I'm on the plane
01:47
Ridin' through the city me and Joe Crack
01:49
A pound of what I'm puffin' cost you four stacks
01:52
Niggas get it twisted cause my tour selled
01:55
What the fuck you think a nigga was before rap?
01:58
And my crib is new and I talk shit in my interviews
02:01
And my wife called my interludes, I don't break laws I just bend the rules
02:04
Got racks might spend a few
02:07
Couldn't walk a day in my shoes, got my own day you seen it in the news
02:09
Presidential smoke presidential Rolee'
02:12
Porsche 911, picture me rollin'
02:15
Poppin' champagne OG kush-a-holic'
02:18
Put that in your phone, whether you call it
02:21
Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish
02:24
Ballin', do it like this, bitch
02:27
Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth
02:30
Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas
02:33
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
02:36
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
02:40
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
02:42
Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin')
02:45
Yeah, uh...
02:48
Hahahaha, coke up in her bra
02:50
Nerve of you all a crip is a Colliseum
02:52
Olajuwon nigga I just Akeem
02:54
Worry about the bell, my niggas they got to free em
02:57
Champagne dreams and broke pockets
03:00
This why we call em niggas false prophets
03:04
Ballin', bitch I'm fuckin ballin'
03:06
You can call me Spalding or maybe even Rawlings
03:08
Met her at the Esseses over there in New Orleans
03:11
She said she kinda shy but her body keep callin'
03:14
Yeah they keep callin', I ain't even into them
03:17
Niggas jump ship, Pirates of the Carribean
03:20
Tell Wiz roll and smoke foggin' my glasses
03:23
Niggas is my sons, I should claim em on my taxes
03:26
Look how big her ass is, I think she got the Nicki plan
03:29
(Ballin') but I ain't passin or dribblin'
03:33
03:39
Lyrics & Translation
[English]
That Hublot, that king size Hublot
Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish
Ballin', do it like this, bitch
Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth
Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin')
Yeah, uh, it's Crack. yeah, uh
No matter the weather, can't imagine it better
Got me lookin' for Claire in the Bill Cosby sweater
Hundred bottles is better and they come in those cases
I'm talkin' peoples and places, we make it light up like Vegas
Ugh, I swear this bitch is dumb as shit
But her ass is even dumber
Now thats dumber and dumber; how to take off a summer
Took a flight out to Russia, we even flew out her mother huh
Fuck you niggas talkin' bout?
At the Rucker I was about to bring Jordan out
They want to get Coke wet cause of my fan base
I used to get coke wet, I had to fan base
Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish
Ballin', do it like this, bitch
Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth
Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin')
Uhh, T.S. whattup
(Hahahaha... you know I'm young and rich)
O Versace shades and some OG J's
Keep some OG blaze cause that's what got me paid
Rockin all this Wang, they look at me strange
Lots of DiamondAir when I'm on the plane
Ridin' through the city me and Joe Crack
A pound of what I'm puffin' cost you four stacks
Niggas get it twisted cause my tour selled
What the fuck you think a nigga was before rap?
And my crib is new and I talk shit in my interviews
And my wife called my interludes, I don't break laws I just bend the rules
Got racks might spend a few
Couldn't walk a day in my shoes, got my own day you seen it in the news
Presidential smoke presidential Rolee'
Porsche 911, picture me rollin'
Poppin' champagne OG kush-a-holic'
Put that in your phone, whether you call it
Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish
Ballin', do it like this, bitch
Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth
Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', cash rules everything around me
Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin')
Yeah, uh...
Hahahaha, coke up in her bra
Nerve of you all a crip is a Colliseum
Olajuwon nigga I just Akeem
Worry about the bell, my niggas they got to free em
Champagne dreams and broke pockets
This why we call em niggas false prophets
Ballin', bitch I'm fuckin ballin'
You can call me Spalding or maybe even Rawlings
Met her at the Esseses over there in New Orleans
She said she kinda shy but her body keep callin'
Yeah they keep callin', I ain't even into them
Niggas jump ship, Pirates of the Carribean
Tell Wiz roll and smoke foggin' my glasses
Niggas is my sons, I should claim em on my taxes
Look how big her ass is, I think she got the Nicki plan
(Ballin') but I ain't passin or dribblin'
...
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