That Hublot, that king size Hublot Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish Ballin', do it like this, bitch Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin') Yeah, uh, it's Crack. yeah, uh No matter the weather, can't imagine it better Got me lookin' for Claire in the Bill Cosby sweater Hundred bottles is better and they come in those cases I'm talkin' peoples and places, we make it light up like Vegas Ugh, I swear this bitch is dumb as shit But her ass is even dumber Now thats dumber and dumber; how to take off a summer Took a flight out to Russia, we even flew out her mother huh Fuck you niggas talkin' bout? At the Rucker I was about to bring Jordan out They want to get Coke wet cause of my fan base I used to get coke wet, I had to fan base Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish Ballin', do it like this, bitch Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin') Uhh, T.S. whattup (Hahahaha... you know I'm young and rich) O Versace shades and some OG J's Keep some OG blaze cause that's what got me paid Rockin all this Wang, they look at me strange Lots of DiamondAir when I'm on the plane Ridin' through the city me and Joe Crack A pound of what I'm puffin' cost you four stacks Niggas get it twisted cause my tour selled What the fuck you think a nigga was before rap? And my crib is new and I talk shit in my interviews And my wife called my interludes, I don't break laws I just bend the rules Got racks might spend a few Couldn't walk a day in my shoes, got my own day you seen it in the news Presidential smoke presidential Rolee' Porsche 911, picture me rollin' Poppin' champagne OG kush-a-holic' Put that in your phone, whether you call it Ballin', dribble dribble shoot, swish Ballin', do it like this, bitch Ballin', steppin out of Saks, Fifth Ballin', everyday is Christ-mas Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', cash rules everything around me Ballin', if you ain't gettin money get from round me (Ballin') Yeah, uh... Hahahaha, coke up in her bra Nerve of you all a crip is a Colliseum Olajuwon nigga I just Akeem Worry about the bell, my niggas they got to free em Champagne dreams and broke pockets This why we call em niggas false prophets Ballin', bitch I'm fuckin ballin' You can call me Spalding or maybe even Rawlings Met her at the Esseses over there in New Orleans She said she kinda shy but her body keep callin' Yeah they keep callin', I ain't even into them Niggas jump ship, Pirates of the Carribean Tell Wiz roll and smoke foggin' my glasses Niggas is my sons, I should claim em on my taxes Look how big her ass is, I think she got the Nicki plan (Ballin') but I ain't passin or dribblin'

Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Got so much money I got racks on racks on racks on racks on racks Bitch so much money my shit stacks on stacks on stacks on stacks on stacks You see me smokin' and you know I got that pack, I got that sack I got that O, I hit the club I lose control I smoke that loud, I know the grower Ball like the owner Hit this gin make things move slower I'm never sober Roll some weed our eyes gets lower I'm in my old school Ride it sound just like a newer motor They're wondering how I get these mills and still live like a stoner No other way, I get a 100k from each promoter Or more than that, hold up Money long it don't fold up Let me get some gin pour up Got some bomb weed roll up Niggas got their gang thrown' up These niggas got their game, they got it from us I'm with my gang and my niggas go nuts You talkin' money, best believe I show up And all the real niggas know us Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Talkin' money but walkin' funny Is it any reason why ya'll starvin' I smell bull and by spelling force Do I really need to beg your pardon? And my jersey say James I don't play games Like Bron when he in that Garden And, wait I said that all wrong She don't need to rock when I put my hard in My new nickname is just watch Might not join might just watch New yacht master just a watch Doubtin' me I tell em just watch Them diamonds yellow them beams are red And them hands are tucked they don't show Plus them shooters with me got the green light So why the fuck you don't think they won't go? Hold up, your chick traded post game And no shame she felt your man She probably on Joe Johnson Cause I never be on that Elton Brand It's YSL, she's fly as hell Tell the come to go to my ride You can't blame hoes ain't Peter Rose Now she a thorn in my side, grow up P-R-P-S is over my Timbs Way shorty blew me at it was only right I showed her my bench Let my mans hit, when the fan hit Spend all these bills on liquor Figured Jersey love his teams Still we got the realest niggas, Joey. Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Keep a bad bitch on my team Got bout 5 ounce of that lean My chain blue-ray on that screen I spent two days countin that cream Got bout five acres on my doorway Your main bitch is my throw away Got bout eight whips they brainless My main bitch like shorty Got my top down her hair out Isolation and she clear out Fast break my bread straight One hand shake and I bail out Hit streets corner bitches callin tell em break friend Derrick Rose ballin bitch never goin broke again ?? fades and my shades Clear ice they skate LeBron James on that break Real estate with that lake Shootin from half court got you by a long shot Montana, that nigga from the Bronx block Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again Cause bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin I fuck her once, don't call her My niggas gettin' that green, we in a different league NBA, never broke again, never going broke again NBA, never broke again, never going broke again

Ziplock-ziplock bag of kush, double cup full of drank (Ziplock-ziplock bag of kush, double cup full of drank) What Juicy say? he be like, "Shut the fuck up!" (Ziplock-ziplock bag of kush, double cup full of drank) (Ziplock-ziplock bag of kush, double cup full of drank) I just keep on rolling up, I'm so goddamn high I got D'USSÉ in my cup, I'm so goddamn high My prices keep on going up, I'm so goddamn high She be begging me to fuck but I'm too goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high Got a crib in the hills, I'm so goddamn high On the PJ smoking good cake, I'm so goddamn high It's a bird, it's a plane, I'm so goddamn high I got drugs on my brain, I'm so goddamn fried I want blood not that green, bring the right damn kind Nigga tried to sell me homegrown, I'm like, "Nigga, nice try" In the club passin' weed like I'm handing out flyers Every time I got some new shit, they be camping outside Heard you talking all that foo shit, just don't cross the damn line I can't stop my shooters once I send 'em out, my hands tied (bitch) Bitch, I'm fly, I got more gas than an airline Smoke with your hoe and get more head than a hairdryer You can't drink with me, smoke with me, 'cause we ain't the same kind This shit that I'm smokin' got me twisted like gang signs I just keep on rolling up, I'm so goddamn high I got D'USSÉ in my cup, I'm so goddamn high My prices keep on going up, I'm so goddamn high She be begging me to fuck but I'm too goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high I'm so goddamn high, I'm so goddamn high Got a crib in the hills, I'm so goddamn high On the PJ smoking good cake, I'm so goddamn high If that's your girlfriend, why she at my house? If that's your girl, then why my dick in her my mouth? If that's your girl, then why she blowin' this ounce? If that's your girl, what's all that textin' about? If that's your girl, then why she in my DM? If that's your girl, then why she callin' my friend? If that's your girl, then why she be in our coupe? If that's your girl, then why she drunk in my pool? We get drunk, we do what we want, tell your bitch roll up We don't trust no bitch pulling stunts, want smoke, we pull up We do stunts, we was in the front, my switch, hit it once, it lift up Girls, I know enough, pounds, I blow enough, yeah I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out

Somebody call the slick police Capitol W Weezy Baby This is the Carter man Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go! Raj ya bangin 'em in the. Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the. Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the head wit this one cut! Weezy Weezy say guard ya face bitch Weezy say guard ya neck bitch Weezy Baby this is the Carter I move it from a eighth to a slab from a slab to a quarter From a quarter to a half from a half to a hard one You do the math it's a horror While I be on the ave gettin off one nineteen for a soft one Bricks I loft 'em catch him he hot If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out If you catch me without the burna burn me I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass I'm dyin of doom I say I'm sick with cash These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon You could see it by my bitch face she thick with ass Get slick slick I click click blast on ya bitch ass Squad up shit click or smash on ya bitch ass Smash on ya bitch ass Now pick the grass up out ya ass and the caps out ya cap Aye! (Chorus - 2X) Who wanna fuck wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em Who wanna fuck wit me tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em Who gon fuck wit me I got the blazer for 'em Who gon fuck wit me do you wanna fuck wit me Naw! Hustle boy sell a nick to ya mom I'll sell a brick out ya house I'll sell a brick to a house nigga I'll send a clip to ya mouth back of the gun to ya nose Front of the gun to ya clothes I let it rip and I bounce Lights off young Teddy Pender is out Mask on scare the fuck out ya but ya ass grown I wasnt born with no silver spoon But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon Tomb sittin in ya room sing for me But if ya don't gimmie no tune the semi go boom But if ya dont hear me doe fool the semi go boom I'm try to make moves but they gimmie no room I takes my space I blaze the haze take ya babe to space She gimmie amazing face I sung Amazing Grace I was once lost but now I'm found Full of them pounds is how I'm found Aye! (Chorus - 2X) Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da head Whoa! Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da face Whoa! Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in da neck Whoa! Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go! I know how to cook so I buy it soft I also sell it soft depending the cost You know thats shells they toss defending they boss They wipes 'em well across ya dentures like floss You know I smell ya talk and I swear I knows bullshit and pussy near or far Ya'll niggaz better gear up for the comin of the boy From a young'n to a boy to young boy boy I dump toys boy at ya punk boy toys Take the pump out the trunk take a chunk out a chump Baby what have I done I created a monster Weezy Baby a gangster no wankster Hell naw I smell ya'll Didnt know Jam Master well but I rocks wit my shells on And the block still a hell zone Get a helmet for you and ya gals dome I suggest! Aye! (Chorus - 2X) Bang 'em in da head whoa! Bang 'em in da face whoa! Bang 'em in da neck whoa! Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go Bang 'em in da head whoa! Bang 'em in da face whoa! Bang 'em in da neck whoa! Rim low all I can see is ya hoe now let's go

City Sidewalks Busy Sidewalks Dressed in Holiday Style In the Air There's a Feeling of Christmas Children Laughing People Passing Meeting Smile After Smile And On Every Street Corner You'll Hear Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Soon It Will Be Christmas Day