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Ballin' (Ft The Dramatics Lil Half Dead)

Like a star slipping out of place

Sliding from the sky

Tumbling through space

When you touch my hand

I swear I feel like I'm ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Yeh ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Like a wheel

Whirling round and round

Rolling down a hill (rollin' down a hill)

Spinning on the ground (rollin' down a hill)

Your kissing makes me dizzy yeh

In the head (ooh yeh)

And I'm ballin'

I'm ballin'I love this game coz this game love me back

I'm pushing a lac, smoking sacs like a mad mac

Bringing me back, banging the 8-track track

The Dramatics and Battle Cat and Snoop like that

Big stars in big cars we pull up at the big clubs and sit at the big bars

Sippin' champagne with a bowl of cavier

Hell yea you are, yeah you are

Say it say it, cause they all deny it

Player play it, cause you can't deny it

As fly as it get, as fly as I spit you know its the shit

It's so gangsta, gangsta bitch

Switch back to the old school, old fools know

This here thing we do so original

I got to have it, lavish

Is how we establish

On the real love one it feels good to haveLike a rose, flipping down the street

Looking oh so sweet (lookin' oh so sweet)

Bumping to the beat (bumping to the beat)

These streets they keep me busy yeh

Makin' bread

And I'm ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Yeh ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Oh here I go!

Ballin making dough

Working for myself

Cause it thrills me so

I keep women on my line

Cause they know

That I'm ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Yeh ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Oh here I go!

Driving down the road

I can't help myself

Ballin' Thrills me so

Yeh you blew my mind

And I know , I'm ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Yeh ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')Do that, who that, you that one they called on

Baller' get your ball on

It's all on now fall on to a new groove

Really ain't nothing to prove

We, set the mood

Or shoot some pool

Or blaze a Cool

What? What up fool

Now you can cruise if you choose but I prefer to do the cha-cha

And once my small kitchen ?throw?

You know I gotcha

Watch out, no need to pull your glock out

It's a players affair, now

Look at my hair and the girls wit me

They got the same thing on

Pimp pimp parade, my nigga get your bang on

Cause my uncles about to get their sang on

And all round the world, my nigga, it's the same song

And when its time for your callin', fallin', wit no stallin'

Keep it ballin'He starts to mill

Just rollin' true his town

Stacking dollar bills (stacking dollar bills)

Raising dogg pound (he be raising the dog pound)

Because he's loved

Loved in every city

That's why he's ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')

Yeh ballin'

(Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin')There it is cause it is there

Now have a seat and come hit the game from a player

They say time brings change and change brings time

It's so genuine and so divine

It's been so long in fact its overdue

Now tell me baby girl what can D-O-DOUBLE-G do for you

I fell for you, I'll always look over you

There's really not much that a player would'nt do for you

So quit stallin' and fallin'

And come get a bar of some of this ballin'

Now quit stallin' and callin'

And come get yaself a bar of this ballin'Yea that's right, this is ahh, radio station 187.4 DG

Sock it to your ass

With something from The Dramatics

And Snoop Dog

Let them spot that OK

It's another one of those world premiers

Doin' it to ya doggystyle, in ya air hole

For the 2000 plus 1, yea

Songwriters

KEVIN GILLIAM, RON BANKS, D. SMITH, L J REYNOLDS, CORDOZAR C BROADUS, ANTHONY HESTERPublished by

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