(feat. Pimpin' Ken)



[Lil' Flip: talking]

Still ballin'

Ye, we still ballin'

Still ballin', haha

Ye, real definition of ballin'



[Lil' Flip]

I'm still ballin', like trick daddy and pac

Pullin' up in the big do' caddy drop

So top that, I bet you can't cop that

I let you niggaz eat, now I want my spot back

Nigga, I the streets, I bring the heat

Yo bitch can't be a muslim, because she suckin' me

Balls, cuz I crawl, down to see ya'll smokin'

I even get love, way down in Oakland

Feel my pain, and feel my shit

Give me ten minutes, I'll give ya a hit

Just give me a drawin', give me a kick

And watch me drop some tight ass shit

Still ballin', we change to diamonds you knw they still callin'

Twenty inch sprewells still crawlin'

So that mean lil flip is ballin'

I know you see the car, you see the ride

You look in my eyes, you see I'm high

The niggaz beef, thinkin' I'm slippin'

But the reason I'm up, is I ain't sippin'

I used to have a golden smile

Now I fuck wit golden child

I went to school, I graduated

Nineteen ninety nine I navigated

Jumpin' out the lincoln, iceberg swaggin'

Yeah I got money, so it ain't really braggin'

Niggaz be hatin', over hoes that I'm datin'

I'm freestylin', this is demonstration

Bitch ass niggaz wanna act like they hard

Everybody in the world, know you fraud

Oh, you too old for that shit, you need to grow the fuck up

Nah, but on the real you need to blow the fuck up

Or shut the fuck up, and get out the game

Cuz I'm michael Jordan, and I want another rang

And I know you mad, cuz I'm the champion

I know you like to stirred, but it can't be done

bitch!



[Lil' Flip: talking]

Haha, still ballin'

Haha, it's ya boi lil flip

This the new underground shit

Straight freestyles shit

Niggaz ain't on that battle rap shit no mo

Sell some records

You can be the best battler nigga

but if you can't sell no records, they gon drop ya

Now battle that

Platinum record, one single

I run the south, biatch

Shout out to my niggaz Play-n-Skillz

Motherfuckin' Dallas, Houston connection

We ballin', nigga

Feel me, screwed up Texas

You know how we do