"Ballin On You" lyrics

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

I be ballin on you hoes, callin on you hoes bitch
Come on see what daddy want
You know that that daddy don't
Do nothin but tearin corners when you see me ridin' in it
M-J-G, Pimp Tight I reside in Memphis, Tennessee
My Cup is filled with Hennessy
Fuck you too when you feel that you ain't feeling me
When my inner whistle blow, you hear the pistol go
Off like a mufucka hit ya high hit ya low
Stop Savin a hoe & sellin bitches dreams man
Especially when she ain't down with the team plan
Cause I can do extremely bad by myself
I don't need a sloppy hoe good help to start a death
See I'm finna dip, so I hit the strip, & the cut thang
As a cut [?] with too much pain
In the trunk with the pump behind the kick box
Do sumthin bout it, get mad, get hot

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

7AM Sunday talkin on my cell phone
Haven't been to sleep since Friday
Nigga it's on
Once I touch her try to get it off quick fast
Addicted to everything come with quick cash
Pretty bitches with they conniving thick ass
See a playa out in public tryna talk fast
Hold up ma you need to back off a pimp
If you can't help a nigga don't even attempt
The rims 30 inches in drippin jet black
I'm doin 75 burnin' with the roof cracked
No seeds in my weed bitch please
I had trees way before I had car keys
Same fat nigga used to rap at school
Same fat nigga used to keep a.22
Reach for the top hustle hard till the casket drop
Fat Boy, don't stop

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

Get yo back off the wall, get yo ass off the couch
Get yo nose out her ass, Get his dick outchyo mouth
See my click out the south but I'm extended in a few cities
A couple of different partners, a couple of different sets of titties
I keep it gritty like the bottom of a syrup bottle
I believe in God but I ain't trying to be no church scholar
I take a rock & squeeze juice from it
You ain't old enough, wise enough, or strong enough to stomach
What I done did I done faced the game of life
Fell off & came up twice
Raised a daughter with my wife
And I ice skate on the thin line of love & hate
I done bullshit for days out trickin, drugs, & late
Whatchyou niggas know about
16 years old travelin with the blues band
Tender foot niggas can't even wear my shoes man
If you feelin me let me see the crowd move then

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up

I be ballin on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up
Get yo ass up