Lucky Luciano - Ball Everywhere I Go lyrics

Chorus: Lucky Luciano I ball everywhere I go (Where I go) I got a Benz I don't crawl on them '84's ('84) The ladies love us Cause our song on the radio (Radio) We fin' to take 'em to the Tele, make a video A video, I said I ball everywhere I go (Where I go) I got a Benz I don't crawl on them '84's ('84) The ladies love us Cause our song on the radio (Radio) We fin' to take 'em to the Tele, make a video A video (Verse 1) [Chingo Bling] Mercedes Benz Lot of bragger Done more shows than Mick Jagger Gots a Visa On a cracker Underground Track jacker Rock ostrich Rock gators Custom boots Now and later Black on black like Darth Vader Prada lens 'Sache shader Hit the pen Hit the pencil Down around the buildin' when I do it in still Hey, little kid, no touch my Benzo Paris Hilton went in my limo [Lucky Luciano] Ay, you don't know, she my baby boo [Chingo Bling] Down south, we bangin' Screw Ball fades and braids, too Where Dem Dollars At, like Gangsta Boo In Miami Havin' lunch Sign a deal with such and such Puff Daddy ain't have enough Chingo Bling gon' platinum plants Just like the teeth is In my mouth Thirty stacks On the couch Hundred grand Pulled it out Take the rubberband off, threw it in the crowd Repeat Chorus (Verse 2) [Chingo Bling] Jeezy got 'em for seventeen Ross got 'em for twenty-two They both got 'em from you-know-who They keep that off MTV News Break bread With a Mexican Price low I ain't taxin' Think I had s** with Janet Jackson Take a look at me Who you askin' Lose a magmun I ain't trust 'em Hidden camera On manosa Meet Demi Moore on 24 I took that who*e from Ashton Cutcher [Lucky Luciano] And she pulled over when I tap my foot Look at me, I have a hood When I'm done, she'll ride the book Call me young, man, not a crook Don't I smell like a bag of money Mama ain't raised no damn dummy Smile fade with a fat tummy Big ol' lobsters, that's from Lucky Got more cheese than a quesadilla Texas boy, your oil driller f** swag, I Sas'parilla Chingo boots, armadillo Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) [Lucky Luciano] Me and Chingo Bling, we down in Florida Got three models on a camcorder Vida Guerra, my bench warmer Got it in the backseat of that red Ferrari [Chingo Bling] Mayne! [Lucky Luciano] Look at the wheels And now I know how a baby feels Seen Babyface when he got the deal Man, I got that whip appeal Candy Rain, I'm Soul IV Real Kurt Cobain, all the mobile I drive for change, blew out the brain It's drippin' red off the bumper grill [Chingo Bling] Already Yeah, that's trill Like you did that there, now put this here Bought Cleto a diamond grill Same day that I got my deal Brown party I ain't white Like Mike Jones, I'm a say it twice Got more hoes than Brian McKnight Got more hoes than Brian McKnight Next door neighbor, Chevy Chase Got these rocks from out of state Signed to you, no mama's, wey C.E.O., all I gotta say Repeat Chorus