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  • Lil Baby – Southside lyrics

    [Intro]
    Southside on the track, yeah
    Southside
    Southside
    Yeah
    Strapped

    [Chorus]
    I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
    Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
    Shout out Deezy and them loc’s who crippin’ on the Southside
    I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
    Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
    I put the “d” in dope for real
    Saint Laurent on my coat for real
    That Draco, that Draco
    I’m with the reds in Clayco
    Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
    We had them bands in the neighborhood

    [Verse 1]
    Temp fade, new J’s
    All day, catch plays
    White tee, dope boy
    Move that dope, boy
    Trappin’ out a bando
    Servin’ out a window
    Tryna run our mills up
    That’s what we pay the rent for
    Fuck it up in the Gucci store, them M’s in
    Bad bitch lookin’ like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
    I just want push start on my car
    Shoutout the hood, they know I’m a god
    They know we bang wherever we are
    I just took these cuts on stage
    Look at these VVS’s in my chain
    I’m doing better, I can’t even complain
    Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain
    Birkin bag, make the bitch go insane
    With the gang, I ain’t switchin’ the name
    Paper tag, got me switchin’ these lanes
    Do anything to get me some chains
    These niggas be fuckin’ for fame

    [Chorus]
    I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
    Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
    Shout out Deezy and them loc’s who crippin’ on the Southside
    I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
    Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
    I put the “d” in dope for real
    Saint Laurent on my coat for real
    That Draco, that Draco
    I’m with the reds in Clayco
    Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
    We had them bands in the neighborhood

    [Verse 2]
    I’m doing shit that they wishing they could
    I’m the first one, brought my Wraith through the hood
    They hated on me, but it’s still all good
    Draco on me, and it’s still all wood
    I’m on probation, they let off a fool
    They on my drip, tryna see what I do
    They takin’ notes, tryna study my moves
    They tryna do what I do
    All-Star weekend, I was gettin’ the pack in
    Heard you got your shit took, nigga you lackin’
    Big body Benz “beep, beep” when it back in
    Real street niggas buyin’ bags with the backends
    These niggas ain’t authentic, they actin’
    And I ain’t get to the money, they cappin’
    What happened?
    I thought you was a real one?
    Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
    These diamonds dancin’ too loud in my ear, so I don’t hear them
    My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
    We don’t fear them
    These niggas don’t wanna play with us
    I swear that we gon’ kill them

    [Chrous]
    I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
    Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
    Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
    I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
    Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
    I put the “d” in dope for real
    Saint Laurent on my coat for real
    That Draco, that Draco
    I’m with the reds in Clayco
    Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
    We had them bands in the neighborhood
    Strapped


  • Bibi Bourelly – Ballin (On The Late Late Show With James Corden) (Live)

    [Intro]
    Yeah, yeah
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
    Oh Lord
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I got fired from Old Navy
    Landlord keeps on knocking
    Swear that nigga hates me
    Sleeping on this old couch
    But shit, I’m not complaining
    ‘Cause I’m still a pimp though
    Like there’s moulah raining
    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
    I don’t even make all that much dough
    Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
    Now she got me working at the corner store

    [Chorus]
    But I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord
    Yeah, yeah
    Oh Lord

    [Verse 2]
    Gormet
    Heart them ramen noodles
    Freak it with the hot sauce
    I do McDonalds too though
    And when I wanna go out
    Good Will gotta do though
    Sweet talking the bouncers
    18 bucks, I need 2 more

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
    I don’t even make all that much dough
    Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
    Now she got me working at the corner store

    [Chorus]
    But I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord

    [Verse 3]
    Jumped the gate, subway station
    All the seats are taken
    This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
    I spend my very last savings on some Takis
    I’m good at simbis crib
    I don’t need no hotel lobbies
    I doubt I’d get along with paparazzi , yeah
    I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
    I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
    I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
    With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on their armpits
    We wear designer clothes from thrifts
    My hair might not be laid and did

    [Chrous]
    Yeah, but I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord


  • Bibi Bourelly – Ballin

    [Intro]
    Yeah, yeah
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
    Oh Lord
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I got fired from Old Navy
    Landlord keeps on knocking
    Swear that nigga hates me
    Sleeping on this old couch
    But shit, I’m not complaining
    ‘Cause I’m still a pimp though
    Like there’s moulah raining
    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
    I don’t even make all that much dough
    Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
    Now she got me working at the corner store

    [Chorus]
    But I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord
    Yeah, yeah
    Oh Lord

    [Verse 2]
    Gormet
    Heart them ramen noodles
    Freak it with the hot sauce
    I do McDonalds too though
    And when I wanna go out
    Good Will gotta do though
    Sweet talking the bouncers
    18 bucks, I need 2 more

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
    I don’t even make all that much dough
    Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
    Now she got me working at the corner store

    [Chorus]
    But I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord

    [Verse 3]
    Jumped the gate, subway station
    All the seats are taken
    This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
    I spend my very last savings on some Takis
    I’m good at simbis crib
    I don’t need no hotel lobbies
    I doubt I’d get along with paparazzi , yeah
    I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
    I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
    I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
    With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on their armpits
    We wear designer clothes from thrifts
    My hair might not be laid and did

    [Chrous]
    Yeah, but I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord


  • Bibi Bourelly – Ballin letras

    [Intro]
    Yeah, yeah
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
    Oh Lord
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I got fired from Old Navy
    Landlord keeps on knocking
    Swear that nigga hates me
    Sleeping on this old couch
    But shit, I’m not complaining
    ‘Cause I’m still a pimp though
    Like there’s moulah raining
    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
    I don’t even make all that much dough
    Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
    Now she got me working at the corner store

    [Chorus]
    But I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord
    Yeah, yeah
    Oh Lord

    [Verse 2]
    Gormet
    Heart them ramen noodles
    Freak it with the hot sauce
    I do McDonalds too though
    And when I wanna go out
    Good Will gotta do though
    Sweet talking the bouncers
    18 bucks, I need 2 more

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
    I don’t even make all that much dough
    Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
    Now she got me working at the corner store

    [Chorus]
    But I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord

    [Verse 3]
    Jumped the gate, subway station
    All the seats are taken
    This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
    I spend my very last savings on some Takis
    I’m good at simbis crib
    I don’t need no hotel lobbies
    I doubt I’d get along with paparazzi , yeah
    I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
    I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
    I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
    With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on their armpits
    We wear designer clothes from thrifts
    My hair might not be laid and did

    [Chrous]
    Yeah, but I’m ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so fucking awesome
    Vroom vroom, yeah
    That’s my Camry roaring
    Shit, think the engine light came on
    Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
    Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

    [Post-Chorus]
    Oh Lord