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Its David Banner yall

And its Nitty yall

Chamillionaire yall

And we go a little something like this Have you ever rolled in a Rolls Royce

If you want to girl take your clothes off

On that Rick Flair money everywhere

From the South dog, kush in the air

J's on number four, coming down clean, only with hoes

Cardiers on, or them new Saces, 50 stacks cash, yeah Nitty got me

Big cars, big rims, Southside wearin' lil' Timbs

I don't spit bars I buy cars,

Still in the hood I don't hang with stars [Chorus]

DJ brings your girls and I can bring my G's

Rubber-band stacks I guess its all for free

We can spend money like its falling from a tree

Leave it all behind and come and ball with me

Yeah them big stacks we can bring 'em out

Poppin' rubber-bands know what I'm talkin' bout

Yeah them big stacks we can bring 'em out

Poppin' rubber-bands know what I'm talkin' bout 50 thousand up, 50 thousand down

Money in the air, money on the ground

See it layin' 'round, while them haters frown

Where the money go, gotta ghost and lay it down

European broads, take 'em over seas

Money on the bed, layin' over G's

Keep the Dessert E, I've been known to squeeze

Turn 'em round and be poppin' like its soda

I am so fresh, nobody flier

Need a breathe of a air, I am Lucifer

Open the garage, you ain't messin' with me

Two SS's like the word Mississippi [Chorus] '68 Chevy, what they like dog

All grown men, watch the screens fall

Now and laters in my paint

Throw a deuce up, like I'm with the Saints

Hit the block beatin', know you hear it dog

Four 15's about to knock my damn tag off

Them to the mall, watch I'm 'bout to ball

I'ma shut it down, cause I'ma buy it all

DJ brings your girls and I can bring my G's

Rubber-band stacks I guess its all on me

Makin' money easy, yall make it hard

Call Cole He tell him put it on the black card [Chorus] Whats up, yeah

You know what it is

Play-maker SRC

Big face lets go, yeah Come and ball with me

Come and ball with me