Pimpin' Ken - Still Ballin' lyrics

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Pimpin' Ken - Still Ballin' lyrics

[Lil' Flip - talking] Still ballin' Ye, we still ballin' Still ballin', haha Ye, real definition of ballin' [Lil' Flip] I'm still ballin', like trick daddy and pac Pullin' up in the big do' caddy drop So top that, I bet you can't cop that I let you n***as eat, now I want my spot back n***a, I the streets, I bring the heat Yo b**h can't be a m**m, because she s**in' me Balls, cuz I crawl, down to see ya'll smokin' I even get love, way down in Oakland Feel my pain, and feel my sh** Give me ten minutes, I'll give ya a hit Just give me a drawin', give me a kick And watch me drop some tight a** sh** Still ballin', we change to diamonds you knw they still callin' Twenty inch sprewells still crawlin' So that mean lil flip is ballin' I know you see the car, you see the ride You look in my eyes, you see I'm high The n***as beef, thinkin' I'm slippin' But the reason I'm up, is I ain't sippin' I used to have a golden smile Now I f** wit golden child I went to school, I graduated Nineteen ninety nine I navigated Jumpin' out the lincoln, iceberg swaggin' Yeah I got money, so it ain't really braggin' n***as be hatin', over hoes that I'm datin' I'm freestylin', this is demonstration b**h a** n***as wanna act like they hard Everybody in the world, know you fraud Oh, you too old for that sh**, you need to grow the f** up Nah, but on the real you need to blow the f** up Or shut the f** up, and get out the game Cuz I'm michael Jordan, and I want another rang And I know you mad, cuz I'm the champion I know you like to stirred, but it can't be done b**h! [Lil' Flip - talking] Haha, still ballin' Haha, it's ya boi lil flip This the new underground sh** Straight freestyles sh** n***as ain't on that battle rap sh** no mo Sell some records You can be the best battler n***a But if you can't sell no records, they gon drop ya Now battle that Platinum record, one single I run the south, b*atch Shout out to my n***as Play-n-Sk**z Motherf**in' Dallas, Houston connection We ballin', n***a Feel me, screwed up Texas You know how we do