Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably
Man, I got candy-painted tint, it's(?) so dark I'd be if I said I ain't hit at nine of my friends Plus, I got so much paint in my rims be flyin' off my car Be candy paintin' the neighborhood I got that whole lookin' like it's Candyland Ask about me, man, be like, there go the candy man I the car in the garage and go in and Come the next mornin' The rims are still Hit the wheels on that Phantom, man, that shit looks the Batmobile 32-inch rims, shit, I ain't got no wheels Custom-fitted, wood grain Custom everything, what's that on the Custom mustard Now let's go hit the mall, y'all know we finna ball Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, go them superstars!" Hit every single store, a fucking wad of cash but I ain't buying shit, my candy-painted ass We...
Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably
Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Hit the liquor store To get Corona, tip the Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the up And hit the cinema and I'ma get the hoes, When I be it, I be it, shit, goes I'm ballin' out of control, girls know I'm loaded dough But, shit, I'm as fuck I'm fuckin' as hoes(?) bitches don't get a crumb, and it come but I'm like up Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off knees My paint's enough If you're lucky, let you hug me, but that's all you get I'ma split, disappear, a cloud of smoke is all you see Yeah...
Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably
Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we finna fuck I'm horny as fuck, bitch, are you suckin' my dick or I'll fuck a chick in the butt, I really don't give a Is pretty Marshall have to go choke me a bitch? You keyed up my Benz Bitch, I up my friends Don't think I won't a bitch I'll kick a six-year-old in the You fuckin' retard, I'll you suckin' farts out my seat teach you not to know how to control your bowels when you eat What the fuck do you think colostomy bag is for, looks? I ain't waste nine bullets on you for you to not no hooks I take a Make a Wish Foundation patient with me How 'bout some inside of your saline solution IV? Turn and use it on me You take my keys? You fuckin' broad, get in back, you're comin' to Florida me, Tell your momma drop you off at the hospital later We finna this run this gun and cover me, Slater And your...
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