Ballin' - Fat Joe, Wiz Khalifa, Teyana Taylor

Ballin', dribble dribble shoot swish

Ballin', do it like this, bitch

Ballin', steppin out of Saks Fifth Ballin', Everyday is Christmas

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 you from round me (Ballin')

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

Fuck you niggas talkin' bout?

At the Rucker I was abot 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', Cash rules everything around me

Ballin', Cash rules everything around me Ballin',

Cash rules everything around me Ballin',

If you ain’t gettin money you from round me (Ballin')

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 I 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 Role'

Porsche 911, picture me rollin'

Poppin' champagne OG kush-a-holic'

Put that in your phone, whether you call it

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

hampagne 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 acclaim 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'