Big Ballin'

I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
 In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
 License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
 Chillin' by ya boy house kissin' on these hoes
 See these broads want stars
 Big dicks down in the draws
 Seven days a week seven brand new cars
 Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300
 Check us and front it the Navigator
 Garage with the elevator
 You not a hata
 Then press second floor
 So you can see the muthfuckin' Big Tymers car show
 Now on the left side we got the brand new Benz
 And on the right side bitches shakin' ass for ends
 And in the middle niggas throwin' twenties and tenss
 And up top niggas drinkin' juices with gin juices with gin juices with gin
 News cars
 Pretty broads
 Neighborhood superstars
 Going far
 Goin' to the super bowl
 In the hole
 And I owe my nigga for frontin' me two kilos
 Yellow ice
 With new heights
 Hoes got my name right
 Fame got my muthafuckin' game tight
 Dirt digga
 Hoe go-getta
 Nigga outta line
 Playboy I got ten on ya feet
 Car shinna
 Rim blinda
 20 inch rida
 Nigga and you can ride right beside me
 Titty watcha
 Hoe stoppa
 VCR tape poppa
 Neighborhood naked flick watcha
 Border line Hen poppa
 Byran is my heart and Pearl is my number one chick
 And Cash Money Records gone run this nationwide shit
 And playa you can believe that shit
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 I see you jockin' Baby 'cause he got a Mercedes
 And ya know about his ladies
 And all his babies
 I know what they like
 Them brand new bikes
 So we can ride around town like Tina and Ike
 I'ma shine till I die nigga
 We worldwide everybody know Cash Money ride or die nigga
 Twenty inch wheels is what I roll
 And when I pass yo bitch all outta control
 Buyin' Lexus Land Cruisers
 The four seven the big pipe user
 Hoe abuser
 Its the project sticker man
 Full of liquor man
 Ridin' with cha bitch with the Tymers playin'
 Ballin everyday poppin' Dom P bottles
 Ball till ya fall is the Cash Money motto
 Flashy cars
 Pretty broads
 The word uptown we bought these cars
 For girls I bought
 Pretty jewels
 With new shoes
 With tatoos
 A Cash Money motto do what you gotta do
 Fight who you gotta fight
 Shoot who you gotta shoot
 Boot who you gotta boot
 Do what you gotta do
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe
 Big big big ballin' is my hobby
 Ten years ago a friend of mine
 Brought me to uptown second line
 Met Meatball, Nair, Anglin Mets
 Want you do a DJ in the jets
 Bought two trigger mans and brown beat
 Now you can pop that pussy in the middle of the street
 Best believe next week I'ma be downtown
 Point court St. Bernard bitch throwin' down
 Then I'm mosy on down cross the kanel
 Put up the mic 'cause I got a fuckin' story ta tell
 Teresa
 Yous a Cash Money bitch say what you still a Cash Money bitch
 I say lil Lisa
 You still a Cash Money bitch say what you still a Cash Money bitch
 My nigga Baby ya wit me
 Fa sho
 Now bring it to the McMelph Caliope
 Niggas livin' for the Sunday
 On the lake bakin' cake watchin' niggas ridin' round with they honey
 Drinkin Dacquri
 Hoes packin'
 White folks actin'
 Givin' tickets nigga for the jackin'
 Niggas feudin'
 Game losin'
 Lil told me to watch these hoes tryin' ta abuse me
 Joe Casey
 Goin' crazy
 My homeboy told me to watch these muthafuckin' feds
 Chilly chilly actin' silly
 But cha name killa
 Told me he gone kill'em a nigga
 Suga Slim
 All in
 Game tight
 And we just about ta start this all night flight