50/50 Twin

50/50 Twin - Bailin' Is A Habit lyrics

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(feat. Paul Wall, Chamillionaire) 



[talking] 

Balling is a habit over here, at Paid In Full 

Want you to know that, g'yeah 



[Hook x2] 

Balling is a habit like Jordan, Bird and Magic 

My life is fantastic, maculant extravagent 

Got a high rise and a bachelor pad, rims tumble like acrobats 

A buck sixty where the dash is at, platinum card no maxing that 



[50/50 Twin] 

Balling is a habit baby 

Chinchilla, makes my jackets baby 

I don't wanna get cash, from rapping crazy 

I'm gutter I grind, stop acting crazy 

Capping on wax, ain't really me 

Ten G's a day, that's a brilliant week 

Big faces breeder thee 

Caugh nine packs, I sneeze a ki 

Roll through Panama, floss the Benz 

Wipe my Timberland's, off with ten's 

50/50, the Lil' Twin 

Leave the rap game, with a flawless win 

Take a flight, in a G-4-7 

Spend the night, in a East Coast setting 

I'm so hot dog, I need more relish 

2004, watch B.C. fetish 



[Hook x2] 



[Paul Wall] 

When my car, is changing speed 

I'm like Tarzan, swanging through trees 

It's so much, ice in my mouth 

When I take a deep breath, I get brain freeze 

Millionaires wanna hang with me 

R&B girls keep singing to me 

The FEDs think, I'm exchanging ki's 

Everyday new car, I'm exchanging keys 

Boys riding in 7-45's, that was cool last year 

But I'm V-12 in a 7-60, Kenyon passing me beer 

I step in the club cameras flashing, girls wanna take my pic 

Which girls am I taking home, I can take my pick 

50/50 in fur coats, so please no finger prints on his mink 

I tip the bar tender more money, than I spend on the drinks 

Lil' mama keep skipping and wink, she give me glances 

I'ma make a move, on them sexual advances 

And by the end of the night, I can garuntee I'ma be up in them panties 

I ain't never slept in the same room, twice in my house 

Frosty the Snowman can build a house, with the ice in my mouth 

I got more diamonds than South Africa, flawless ice is immaculate 

I'm flipping the game like a spatula, now these girls ex-boyfriends mad at us 



[Hook] 



[Chamillionaire] 

No spending ends, in gentlemen's 

Strip clubs, it's just for spinning rims 

I want it now, I get it then 

Cop it drop it, cop it again 

Not him again, not Bennegan's 

Treat a slut for what, not fin to spend 

For bitter Gin, and dinner when 

I can get up in, her little friend 

Rewind, back to fact that you 

Get attached, to the bachelor 

Cause the fact, that I captured the 

Green back, she unstrapping her 

Bra strap, getting back in the 

Jacuzzi, cause of my macking the 

Water gun'll be splashing for 

The girl that hops in, right after her 

Riding mayn, in a Lac with the 

T.V. screens, in the back of the 

Seat, Ro got strack and uh 

Strapped with him, and that's because 

The same person, that's dapping you 

Be the same, thinking bout jacking you 

Stack, is what the girl asking for 

My ad-libs, is gon laugh at her (ha-ha-ha) 

Koopa got you Koopa will spot you, yeah right 

All she gon see, is my tail lights 

And choke on the smoke, from my tail pipe 

Houton Texas, endacedar 

Purple stuff, if that's lavendar 

Major labels, that's not what I'm asking for 

Hang up the phone, I'll get back with you 



[Hook x2]
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