Fat Joe - Ballin’ ft. Wiz Khalifa, Teyana Taylor (Music video 2013) with lyrics

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Fat Joe - Ballin’ ft. Wiz Khalifa, Teyana Taylor (Music video 2013)



[Intro: Fat Joe]

That you blow

That king size you blow



[Bridge: Teyana Taylor]

Ballin’, dribble dribble shoot swish

Ballin’, do it like this, bitch

Ballin’, steppin out of Saks Fifth

Ballin’, Everyday is Christmas



[Hook: Teyana Tayor]

Ballin’, Cash rules everything around me

Ballin’, Cash rules everything around me

Ballin’, Cash rules everything around me

Ballin’, If you aint gettin money you from round me (Ballin’)



[Verse 1: Fat Joe]

No matter the weather, can’t imagine it better

Got me lookin’ for clear 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

F-ck you niggas talkin’ bout?

At the Rucker house about to bring Jordan out

They want to get coke wet cause of my fan base

I used to get caught wet, I had to fan base



[Bridge:]



[Hook:]



[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

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 Im 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 f-ck 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 dont 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 rollie

Porsche 911, picture me rollin’

Poppin’ champagne OG kush haulin’

Put that in your phone, whether you call it



[Bridge:]



[Hook:]



[Verse 3: Fat Joe]

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 Im f-ckin 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 aint even into them

Niggas jump ship, Pirates of the Carribean

Tell Wiz roll and smoke foggin’ my glasses

Niggas is my sons, I acclaim em on my taxes

Look how big her ass is, I think she got the Nicki plan

Ballin’, but I aint passin or dribblin’



[Bridge:]



[Hook:]

Category:  Modern music
Published:  4 years ago

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