Jermaine Dupri Feat. Nate Dogg

Jermaine Dupri Feat. Nate Dogg - Ballin' Out Of Control lyrics

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Chiti-chiti-bang-bang

Don chi chi

(That's me)

Rollin wit'cha nigga Nate D

You know these niggas straight bang

Big game D, ballin' with the 21st Street

Chiti-chiti-bang-bang

Don chi chi

(That's me)

Still makin' tight-ass beats

I'm rollin' in my brome, I stay sweet

Ain't nobody ballin' like me

It goes, mirror mirror on the wall

Who's the biggest baller of all

I got a 700, a Bentley and a Magine

The girls just die when I'm ridin' past

Live life like I'm sellin' pies

Ah-rabian with two or three wives

Two or three houses to hide, ten cars that's parked outside

And they all got bodies that's wide, follow me

As the Leer jet flies, over Crimson Tides

Four bedroom duplex in the sky

Nicknamed Lottery 'cuz I don't stop spendin'

When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin'

Like the six moon-walkin', shit I ain't talkin'

I'm straight livin' it, it's a wonder I ain't shiverin'

I'm so frozen and you've been chosen

To roll with me and Nate D O double G, sing

It's five o'clock in the mornin'

I've already downed five, I've already downed five Mo's

See ya around my block on the weekend

All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes

Ask me, what we did was crime

If not then I just say no, then I just say no

Three girls a date, that's my limit

We ballin' outta control, we ballin' outta control

Now whether you like me or not whenever I drop

You know, I give you number one hits platinum hot

It's so much clarity in my rocks, I'm thinkin' like

It's gotta be somebody greater, maybe it's not

'Cuz I flow for those, that get that dough

Hits for every chick with a size C tits

See it's like this, I don't mind wavin' at you kids

But I can't manage to raise my wrist

Jewels so heavy, y'all fools ain't ready

My twenty-two shot the streets into confetti

Move like Andretti, redlinin'

Whatever city I'm in, headlinin'

At five a.m. I'm still lookin' for mo'

Still gettin' crunk, still lettin' it flow

Bar outta Cris' now I'm drinkin' Mo'

Stomach upset, I feel like I'm about to let it go

It's five o'clock in the mornin'

Got my pedal to the flo', got my pedal to the flo'

It's time I test my 600

Wonder how fast this bitch go, wonder how fast this bitch go

Three girls and two of 'em sleepin'

One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow

Sun's comin' up, we still drinkin'

We ballin' outta control, really ballin' outta control

Dance, everybody

And everybody just clap ya hands

Lemme see y'all dance, everybody

Everybody just clap ya hands

Lemme see y'all dance, everybody

And everybody just clap ya hands

Lemme see y'all dance, everybody

Everybody just clap ya hands

Chiti-chiti-bang-bang

Don chi chi

Rollin wit'cha nigga Nate D

You know these niggas straight bang

Big game D, ballin' with the 21st Street

Chiti-chiti-bang-bang

Don chi chi

Still makin' tight-ass beats

I'm rollin' in my brome, I stay sweet

Ain't nobody ballin' like me

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