Song | Ballin' Out Of Control - Clean LP Mix |
Artist | Jermaine Dupri |
Album | Instructions (Clean Version) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cox, Dupri, Griffin, Hale | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi, that's me | |
Rollin' with you nigga | |
Nate DYou know these niggas straight bang, big game | |
DBallin' with the 21st street | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi, that's me | |
Still makin' tight ass beats, that's right | |
I'm rollin' in my brome, | |
I stay sweet | |
Ain't nobody ballin' like me | |
It goes, mirror mirror on the wall | |
Who's the biggest baller of all | |
I got a 700, a | |
Bentley and a | |
MagineThe girls just die when | |
I'm ridin' past | |
Live life like | |
I'm sellin' pies | |
Arabian with two or three wives | |
Two or three houses to hide | |
Ten cars parked outside | |
And they all got bodies that's wide | |
Follow me as the | |
Leer jet flies over | |
Crimson Tides | |
Four bedroom duplex in the sky | |
Nicknamed | |
Lottery 'cuz | |
I don't stop spendin' | |
When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin' | |
Like the six moon walkin', shit | |
I ain't talkin' | |
I'm straight livin' it, it's a wonder | |
I ain't shiverin' | |
I'm so frozen and you've been chosen | |
To roll with me and | |
Nate D O double | |
G, singIt's five o'clock in the mornin' | |
I've already downed five, | |
I've already downed five | |
Mo'sSee you around my block on the weekend | |
All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes | |
Ask me, "What we did was crime?" | |
If not then | |
I just say no, then | |
I just say no | |
Three girls a date, that's my limit | |
We ballin' outta control, we ballin' outta control | |
Now whether you like me or not, whenever | |
I dropYou know | |
I give you number one hits, platinum hot | |
It's so much clarity in my rocks, | |
I'm thinkin' like | |
It's gotta be somebody greater, maybe it's not' | |
Cuz I flow for those who get that dough | |
Hits for every chick with a size | |
C titsSee it's like this, | |
I don't mind wavin' at you kids | |
But I can't manage to raise my wrist | |
Jewels so heavy, y'all fools ain't ready | |
My twenty two shot the streets into confetti | |
Move like | |
Andretti, red linin' | |
Whatever city | |
I'm in, I'm headlinin' | |
At five a.m., | |
I'm still lookin for | |
Mo'Still gettin' crunk, still lettin' it flow | |
Bar outta | |
Cris', now | |
I'm drinkin' | |
Mo'Stomach upset, | |
I feel like | |
I'm about to let it go | |
It's five o'clock in the mornin' | |
Got my pedal to the flow, got my pedal to the flow | |
It's time | |
I test my 600 | |
Wonder how fast this bitch go, wonder how fast this bitch go | |
Three girls and two of 'em sleepin' | |
One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow | |
Sun's comin up, we still drinkin' | |
We ballin' outta control, really ballin' outta control | |
Dance, everybody | |
And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y'all | |
Dance, everybody | |
Everybody just clap your hands, let me see y'all | |
Dance, everybody | |
And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y'all | |
Dance, everybody | |
Everybody just clap your hands | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi | |
Rollin' with you nigga | |
Nate DYou know these niggas straight bang, big game | |
DBallin' with the 21st street | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi | |
Still makin' tight ass beats | |
I'm rollin' in my brome, | |
I stay sweet | |
Ain't nobody ballin' like me |
zuo ci : Cox, Dupri, Griffin, Hale | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi, that' s me | |
Rollin' with you nigga | |
Nate DYou know these niggas straight bang, big game | |
DBallin' with the 21st street | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi, that' s me | |
Still makin' tight ass beats, that' s right | |
I' m rollin' in my brome, | |
I stay sweet | |
Ain' t nobody ballin' like me | |
It goes, mirror mirror on the wall | |
Who' s the biggest baller of all | |
I got a 700, a | |
Bentley and a | |
MagineThe girls just die when | |
I' m ridin' past | |
Live life like | |
I' m sellin' pies | |
Arabian with two or three wives | |
Two or three houses to hide | |
Ten cars parked outside | |
And they all got bodies that' s wide | |
Follow me as the | |
Leer jet flies over | |
Crimson Tides | |
Four bedroom duplex in the sky | |
Nicknamed | |
Lottery ' cuz | |
I don' t stop spendin' | |
When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin' | |
Like the six moon walkin', shit | |
I ain' t talkin' | |
I' m straight livin' it, it' s a wonder | |
I ain' t shiverin' | |
I' m so frozen and you' ve been chosen | |
To roll with me and | |
Nate D O double | |
G, singIt' s five o' clock in the mornin' | |
I' ve already downed five, | |
I' ve already downed five | |
Mo' sSee you around my block on the weekend | |
All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes | |
Ask me, " What we did was crime?" | |
If not then | |
I just say no, then | |
I just say no | |
Three girls a date, that' s my limit | |
We ballin' outta control, we ballin' outta control | |
Now whether you like me or not, whenever | |
I dropYou know | |
I give you number one hits, platinum hot | |
It' s so much clarity in my rocks, | |
I' m thinkin' like | |
It' s gotta be somebody greater, maybe it' s not' | |
Cuz I flow for those who get that dough | |
Hits for every chick with a size | |
C titsSee it' s like this, | |
I don' t mind wavin' at you kids | |
But I can' t manage to raise my wrist | |
Jewels so heavy, y' all fools ain' t ready | |
My twenty two shot the streets into confetti | |
Move like | |
Andretti, red linin' | |
Whatever city | |
I' m in, I' m headlinin' | |
At five a. m., | |
I' m still lookin for | |
Mo' Still gettin' crunk, still lettin' it flow | |
Bar outta | |
Cris', now | |
I' m drinkin' | |
Mo' Stomach upset, | |
I feel like | |
I' m about to let it go | |
It' s five o' clock in the mornin' | |
Got my pedal to the flow, got my pedal to the flow | |
It' s time | |
I test my 600 | |
Wonder how fast this bitch go, wonder how fast this bitch go | |
Three girls and two of ' em sleepin' | |
One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow | |
Sun' s comin up, we still drinkin' | |
We ballin' outta control, really ballin' outta control | |
Dance, everybody | |
And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y' all | |
Dance, everybody | |
Everybody just clap your hands, let me see y' all | |
Dance, everybody | |
And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y' all | |
Dance, everybody | |
Everybody just clap your hands | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi | |
Rollin' with you nigga | |
Nate DYou know these niggas straight bang, big game | |
DBallin' with the 21st street | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi | |
Still makin' tight ass beats | |
I' m rollin' in my brome, | |
I stay sweet | |
Ain' t nobody ballin' like me |
zuò cí : Cox, Dupri, Griffin, Hale | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi, that' s me | |
Rollin' with you nigga | |
Nate DYou know these niggas straight bang, big game | |
DBallin' with the 21st street | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi, that' s me | |
Still makin' tight ass beats, that' s right | |
I' m rollin' in my brome, | |
I stay sweet | |
Ain' t nobody ballin' like me | |
It goes, mirror mirror on the wall | |
Who' s the biggest baller of all | |
I got a 700, a | |
Bentley and a | |
MagineThe girls just die when | |
I' m ridin' past | |
Live life like | |
I' m sellin' pies | |
Arabian with two or three wives | |
Two or three houses to hide | |
Ten cars parked outside | |
And they all got bodies that' s wide | |
Follow me as the | |
Leer jet flies over | |
Crimson Tides | |
Four bedroom duplex in the sky | |
Nicknamed | |
Lottery ' cuz | |
I don' t stop spendin' | |
When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin' | |
Like the six moon walkin', shit | |
I ain' t talkin' | |
I' m straight livin' it, it' s a wonder | |
I ain' t shiverin' | |
I' m so frozen and you' ve been chosen | |
To roll with me and | |
Nate D O double | |
G, singIt' s five o' clock in the mornin' | |
I' ve already downed five, | |
I' ve already downed five | |
Mo' sSee you around my block on the weekend | |
All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes | |
Ask me, " What we did was crime?" | |
If not then | |
I just say no, then | |
I just say no | |
Three girls a date, that' s my limit | |
We ballin' outta control, we ballin' outta control | |
Now whether you like me or not, whenever | |
I dropYou know | |
I give you number one hits, platinum hot | |
It' s so much clarity in my rocks, | |
I' m thinkin' like | |
It' s gotta be somebody greater, maybe it' s not' | |
Cuz I flow for those who get that dough | |
Hits for every chick with a size | |
C titsSee it' s like this, | |
I don' t mind wavin' at you kids | |
But I can' t manage to raise my wrist | |
Jewels so heavy, y' all fools ain' t ready | |
My twenty two shot the streets into confetti | |
Move like | |
Andretti, red linin' | |
Whatever city | |
I' m in, I' m headlinin' | |
At five a. m., | |
I' m still lookin for | |
Mo' Still gettin' crunk, still lettin' it flow | |
Bar outta | |
Cris', now | |
I' m drinkin' | |
Mo' Stomach upset, | |
I feel like | |
I' m about to let it go | |
It' s five o' clock in the mornin' | |
Got my pedal to the flow, got my pedal to the flow | |
It' s time | |
I test my 600 | |
Wonder how fast this bitch go, wonder how fast this bitch go | |
Three girls and two of ' em sleepin' | |
One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow | |
Sun' s comin up, we still drinkin' | |
We ballin' outta control, really ballin' outta control | |
Dance, everybody | |
And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y' all | |
Dance, everybody | |
Everybody just clap your hands, let me see y' all | |
Dance, everybody | |
And everybody just clap your hands, let me see y' all | |
Dance, everybody | |
Everybody just clap your hands | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi | |
Rollin' with you nigga | |
Nate DYou know these niggas straight bang, big game | |
DBallin' with the 21st street | |
Chiti chiti, bang bang, | |
Don Chi Chi | |
Still makin' tight ass beats | |
I' m rollin' in my brome, | |
I stay sweet | |
Ain' t nobody ballin' like me |