Big Ballin' Songtext
von Paul Wall

I′m ballin baby
Gridiron on the beat
Big house, big car
Hoes everywhere, ice everywhere, money everywhere
I'm ballin man, I ain′t braggin
I'm just tellin you what it is like, I'm ballin
Knahmtalkinbout? Whattup
I see you on the beat mo′ betta


I′m comin down, candy paint, sprayed by that Eddie
12 coats of that clear lookin like some grape jelly
My paint's drippin wet, my slab is superb
Park the truck and catchin boppers down here in this dirty third
I hold it down for the block bleeders workin overtime
Not concerned at all with petty shit, I′m occupied on the grind
I keep my mind on breakin bread, makin chess moevs, thinkin ahead
I soaked up game at a early age, I'm built for this, I′ma seasoned vet
Swangers symbolize respect, cain't just anybody tip on Vogues
They′ll catch you slippin in the turnin lane, and leave ya ass naked walkin home
Candy on chrome is how I drive, with screens fallin in the back of the ride
My music screwed and my drank is purple, go and take a sip I'd be obliged
I'm comin straight from the land of the fry, the city of syrup and the home of Screw
I′m on the block with my potnah Gooch, stashin cash in my Reebok shoe
What that do I can′t complain, the candy gloss drippin off the frame
Ball in the mix I'm off the chain, it′s goin down H-Town

I'm big ballin baby, yeahhh, and I′m spendin cheese
I'm on my grind all day makin money with ease

I′m big ballin baby, yeahhh, and I'm spendin cheese
I'm on my grind all day makin money with ease

I′m big ballin baby, yeahhh, and I′m spendin cheese
I'm on my grind all day makin money with ease

I′m big ballin baby, yeahhh, and I'm spendin cheese
I′m on my grind all day makin money with ease