lil flip - still ballin' lyrics
(featuring pimpin’ ken)
[lil’ flip – talking]
still ballin’
ye, we still ballin’
still ballin’, haha
ye, real definition of ballin’
[lil’ flip]
i’m still ballin’, like trick daddy and pac
pullin’ up in the big do’ caddy drop
so top that, i bet you can’t cop that
i let you n-gg-z eat, now i want my spot back
n-gg-, i the streets, i bring the heat
yo b-tch can’t be a muslim, because she suckin’ me
b-lls, ’cause i crawl, down to see ya’ll smokin’
i even get love, way down in oakland
feel my pain, and feel my sh-t
give me ten minutes, i’ll give ya a hit
just give me a drawin’, give me a kick
and watch me drop some tight -ss sh-t
still ballin’, we change to diamonds you knw they still callin’
twenty inch sprewells still crawlin’
so that mean lil flip is ballin’
i know you see the car, you see the ride
you look in my eyes, you see i’m high
the n-gg-z beef, thinkin’ i’m slippin’
but the reason i’m up, is i ain’t sippin’
i used to have a golden smile
now i f-ck wit golden child
i went to school, i graduated
nineteen ninety nine i navigated
jumpin’ out the lincoln, iceberg swaggin’
yeah i got money, so it ain’t really braggin’
n-gg-z be hatin’, over hoes that i’m datin’
i’m freestylin’, this is demonstration
b-tch -ss n-gg-z wanna act like they hard
everybody in the world, know you fraud
oh, you too old for that sh-t, you need to grow the f-ck up
nah, but on the real you need to blow the f-ck up
or shut the f-ck up, and get out the game
’cause i’m michael jordan, and i want another rang
and i know you mad, ’cause i’m the champion
i know you like to stirred, but it can’t be done
b-tch!
[lil’ flip – talking]
haha, still ballin’
haha, it’s ya boi lil flip
this the new underground sh-t
straight freestyles sh-t
n-gg-z ain’t on that battle rap sh-t no mo
sell some records
you can be the best battler n-gg-
but if you can’t sell no records, they gon drop ya
now battle that
platinum record, one single
i run the south, b–tch
shout out to my n-gg-z play-n-skillz
motherf-ckin’ dallas, houston connection
we ballin’, n-gg-
feel me, screwed up texas
you know how we do
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