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Ballin' uncontrollably

by Eminem


Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
B-ballin´ Uncontrollably
[x4]

Man, I got everything candy-painted
Candy-painted tint, it´s(?) so dark
I´d be lying if I said I ain´t hit
at least nine of my friends
Plus, I got so much candy paint in my rims
Paint be flyin´ off my car
Be candy paintin´ the neighborhood kids
I got that whole block lookin´ like it´s Candyland
Ask about me, man, they be like, there go the candy man
I park the car in the garage and go in and
Come back the next mornin´
The rims are still spinnin´
Hit the wheels on that Phantom, man, that shit looks like the Batmobile
32-inch rims, shit, I ain´t even got no wheels
Custom-fitted, custom-kitted wood grain
Custom everything, what´s that on the seat?
Custom mustard stain
Now let´s go hit the mall, y´all know that we finna ball
Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, there go them superstars!"
Hit every single store, flash a fucking wad of cash
but I ain´t buying shit, bitch
Kiss my candy-painted ass
We...

Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
B-ballin´ Uncontrollably
[x4]

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit the corner liquor store
To get Corona, tip the owners
Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the road up
And I´ma hit the cinema and I´ma get the hoes,
When I be it, I be it, shit, anything goes
I´m ballin´ out of control, girls know I´m loaded with dough
But, shit, I´m stingy as fuck
I´m fuckin´ stingy as hoes(?)
These bitches don´t get a crumb, and it come
but I´m like what up
Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off them knees
My candy paint´s enough
If you´re lucky, I´ll let you hug me, but that´s all you get
Then I´ma split, disappear, a cloud of smoke is all you see
Yeah...

Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
B-ballin´ Uncontrollably
[x4]

Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we ain´t finna fuck
I´m horny as fuck, bitch, are you suckin´ my dick or what?
I´ll fuck a chick in the butt, I really don´t give a shit
Is pretty Marshall gonna have to go choke me a bitch?
You fuckin´ keyed up my Benz
Bitch, I beat up my friends
Don´t think I won´t beat a bitch
I´ll kick a six-year-old in the ribs
You fuckin´ retard, I´ll have you suckin´ farts out my seat
I´ll teach you not to know how to control your bowels when you eat
What the fuck do you think that colostomy bag is for, looks?
I ain´t waste nine bullets on you for you to not sing no hooks
I fuckin´ take a Make a Wish Foundation patient with me
How ´bout some coke inside of your saline solution IV?
Turn around and use it on me
You tryna take my keys?
You fuckin´ broad, get in back, you´re comin´ to Florida with me,
Tell your momma I´ma drop you off at the hospital later
We finna make this run
Take this gun and cover me, Slater
And quit your...

Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
Ballin´ Uncontrollably
B-ballin´ Uncontrollably
[x4]





 

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