Wale - Back To Ballin lyrics

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Wale - Back To Ballin lyrics

You n***as serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it Bakin' on it, bakin' on it As-salamu alaykum, homie Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it Now a n***a back to ballin' Back to ballin', back to ballin' I ain't even playing, homie Got it , lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' n***a, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' n***a, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel No that's not my problem, problem, problem, problem 'Cause I get right to the chicken Ain't trippin' off the b**hes Don't worry if I never call her Call her, call her, call her (French) Motherf**er, back to ballin' You know my whips is foreign Man, you n***as play the bench and you know my n***as startin' Motherf**a, back to ballin' I'm talking black Ferrari Straight cash made a hundred forty stacks this mornin' I'm talking ten chains, casino life Red bottoms, mosquito bites Bad batch, get your head cracked, Cee-lo dice Motherf**a, back to ballin' Start to finish, you start, I finish Bottle after bottle like f** my kidneys You n***as serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it Bakin' on it, bakin' on it As-salamu alaykum, homie Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it Now a n***a back to ballin' Back to ballin', back to ballin' I ain't even playing, homie Got it , lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' n***a, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' Every time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties fallin' Fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' fallin' Talk, all my n***as tore up from the floor up And all those whips is foreign Whips is foreign, whips is foreign, them whips is foreign n***a back to ballin' Lil bit like Patrick Johnson Never sold much dope, but I know Some nights I heard that trap was callin' n***a, back to ballin' KD, Rondo, and Lebronin' Found life is about chasing dreams Don't worry how I got these commas Comas, commas, I'm a, rider Lot of, ganja, e-z rider But I paid five stacks for the garment Leave the cherry up and a high set Hugo boss be the outfit And the pants are never coming off sh** You n***as serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it Bakin' on it, bakin' on it As-salamu alaykum, homie Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it Now a n***a back to ballin' Back to ballin', back to ballin' I ain't even playing, homie Got it , lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' n***a, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it Got it, now I'm back to ballin' Ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin' ballin'

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