Ballin’ Out

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Waka Flocka Flame - Rap

Ballin’ Out

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[Intro] They gonna say they hard, I'ma say I'm harder They gonna say they grind, I'ma grind smarter They gonna say they shining, but the lights is on me Only three things: stunt, shine, and flex [Hook] Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex [Verse 1] Ice neck, wrist fist, yes, I'm balling out, bitch Tron, Goose, Rosé, yes, I'm drunk as fuck, bitch Balling is my hobby, stunting is my role model Getting guap is my job and Gucci is my right hand "Waka Flocka Flame, you my favorite rapper, bruh Can I trap with you, bruh? Juug and cap like you, bruh? Count stacks like you, bruh? Dress So Icey like you, bruh? Can I flex? can I shine? Can I ride like you, bruh?" You can do it, shawty, you can do it, shawty, grind hard Work hard, think smarter than the average nigga Go ball for the carriage, nigga Marriage, nigga? Not, not, not me, my nigga Work, work, work, my nigga Flex, grind on these niggas [Hook] Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex [Verse 2] In the trap with the yolk, got the wrap and the choke I love weed smoke, shawty, so please let me smoke Every rhyme a nigga wrote, I don't need no ghost writer This that flex, this that shine, this that ball out music We the first B-ball team with a woman for the coach PG: Frenchie, SG: Young Juice Small forward: Wooh da Kid, power forward: Waka Flocka Center, center: Gucci Mane Half time, I'ma flex We at a full court press, so you know we got blocks Love to shoot, love to shoot like my name was Flocka Kobe Throwing loot, throwing loot, shawty, I got hella money Walked up in the store, asked her what she wanted She point at shoes She point at Flocka [Hook] Now I'm balling out Flocka! I'm balling Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Now I'm balling out, now I'm balling out Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex

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