Chris Hooks - Ballin'

Yeah, i'm ballin'; she get it, if she deserve it
Don't shoot your shot at her dawg; cause she gon, curve it
You gon always win; just put the, work in
Did it, i'll do it again; like i rehearsed it
And i be ballin' so much, my wrist be, hurting
I ball like NBA Jam, the rim be, burning
You can get what i can, if you determined
Shoot my shot, it go in; it go in, perfect

I be ballin' like Kyrie
For the check like Nike
Wrist be dripping so icy
I direct her, like Spike Lee
I be feeling like a dog backwards
On me, i'm Bruce Almighty
The one, ooh girl i might be
Got the juice, they call me Hi-C
And she know i like that chocolate
She told me call her cocoa
She all up on my polo
Yeah, just like the logo
She throw it, i'm gon catch it
Call her Tony Romo
Bounce back like a yo-yo
Then i leave that girl on rojo
Did it, i'll do it again
Cut em off, split ends
No, i don't need any friends
I just need a new Benz
Ballin' like she watching
Y'all boys on the bench
It's okay to take L's
Cause after L's come M's

I told myself when i get hot
Then i'll be cool with it
And i won't stop til i get the rolex with the jewels in it
I need a check just like Nike
Cause i'm just doing it
Jordan of the team
If i'm winning, then the whole crew winning

Yeah, i'm ballin'; she get it, if she deserve it
Don't shoot your shot at her dawg; cause she gon, curve it
You gon always win; just put the, work in
Did it, i'll do it again; like i rehearsed it
And i be ballin' so much, my wrist be, hurting
I ball like NBA Jam, the rim be, burning
You can get what i can, if you determined
Shoot my shot, it go in; it go in, perfect

Shootin' like an AR
Skrt, in my race car
Blind to the haters
Jamie playing Ray Charles
Boy, i ball like Calliou
Money tall, like 9'2
If you think i'm plain,
Make sure you know i'm fly too
I cut them off, like an edit
On lock, like it's dreaded
Pockets green, like lettuce
To the top is where i'm headed
Make a pit stop to heaven
If you played me, you'll regret it
You'll be sitting on the nose bleeds, cause i ball like 11
Getting money, that's the plan
More than a couple bands
No, i'm not talking candy
But i need 100 Grand
Keep the money in my hands
Cause they don't fit in my pants
And i call my diamonds chance (why?)
Cause you know they love to dance

I told myself when i get hot
Then i'll be cool with it
And i won't stop til i get the rolex with the jewels in it
I need a check just like Nike
Cause i'm just doing it
Jordan of the team
If i'm winning, then the whole crew winning

Yeah, i'm ballin'; she get it, if she deserve it
Don't shoot your shot at her dawg; cause she gon, curve it
You gon always win; just put the, work in
Did it, i'll do it again; like i rehearsed it
And i be ballin' so much, my wrist be, hurting
I ball like NBA Jam, the rim be, burning
You can get what i can, if you determined
Shoot my shot, it go in; it go in, perfect

Written by:
Chris Hooks

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