Ballin 2016 Bibi Bourelly
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Artist: Bibi Bourelly

Album: Free The Real

Release time: 11-11-2016

 

Ballin (巴林) - Bibi Bourelly

Written by:Badriia Bibi Bourelly/Waynne Nugent/Kevin Risto/Ade Chang Nugent

 

Yeah yeah

 

Oh yeah yeah yeah

 

Oh Lord

 

Oh yeah yeah yeah

 

I got fired from Old Navy

 

Landlord keeps on knocking

Swear that hates me

 

Sleeping on this old couch

But sh*t I'm not complaining

 

'Cause I'm still a pimp though

Like there's moulah raining

 

And I ain't never ever been this rich ever

I don't even make all that much dough

Ask my Mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure

Now she got me working at the corner store

 

But I'm ballin' ballin'

I'm so f**king awesome

Vroom vroom yeah

That's my Camry roaring

 

Think the engine light came on

Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

I'm so mother motherf**king awesome yeah

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

Oh Lord

 

Yeah yeah

 

Oh Lord

 

Gormet

Heart them ramen noodles

 

Freak it with the hot sauce

I do McDonalds too though

 

And when I wanna go out

Good will gotta do though

 

Sweet talking the bouncers

18 bucks I need 2 more

 

And I ain't never ever been this rich ever

I don't even make all that much dough

Ask my Mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure

Now she got me working at the corner store

 

But I'm ballin' ballin'

I'm so f**king awesome

Vroom vroom yeah

That's my Camry roaring

 

Think the engine light came on

Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

I'm so mother motherf**king awesome yeah

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

Oh Lord

Jumped the gate subway station

All the seats are taken

 

This kinda lifestyle teach you patience

I spend my very last savings on some Takis

 

I'm good at simbis crib

I don't need no fancy hotel lobbies

 

I doubt I'd get along with paparazzi yeah

I just want a Slim Jim and a 40

I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit

I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses

With the all hipster kids and the bad b**ches with hair on their armpits

We wear designer clothes from thrifts

My hair might not be laid and did

Yeah but I'm ballin' ballin'

I'm so f**king awesome

Vroom vroom yeah

That's my Camry roaring

 

Think the engine light came on

Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

I'm so mother motherf**king awesome yeah

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

 

Ballin' ballin' ballin'

Oh Lord

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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