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E-40 - Ballin' Outta Control Lyrics

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  • Pushed in the game at a young age
  • Feel me touch me as i turn the page
  • A little past ten, roughly about
  • Eleven years old dropped in the good location
  • My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin
  • Got a nigga seriously thinkin
  • "how can i kill this odor, and purchase me a lincoln?"
  • Minimum wage flippin patties - nope
  • I'd rather ***** around with coca-cola, yola
  • Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
  • Slave for men - that's what they told me
  • And i'll break you off somethin suitable
  • Brought you a key of crack quicker than ?
  • ? recoupable
  • ? future black and beautiful
  • My partners used to be plucked and ugly
  • Hangin around them old squeegee boys
  • Man them the mother*****ers that have love for me
  • They straight cut for me
  • Deal me, touch me, l-o-v-e
  • E-to-the-f-to-the-r-t-y
  • I spits the shit from the t-o-p
  • It's me, the e, droppin it nuclear all the time
  • Mother*****er comin from the mother*****in.. mud
  • ***** you niggaz, you think i sell my soul
  • But i'm way too cold, mother*****er!
  • Chorus: levitti
  • Sittin in my livin room
  • Thinkin of, a master plan
  • Tryin to find a way out
  • Then i snatch the scratch, and laugh
  • So i painted me a picture
  • Of a life, to make a dream
  • Can you feel me now
  • Ballin outta control, ballin outta control
  • Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
  • Now i'm havin long money, like ross perot, so take
  • Notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much established
  • Livin out of hand lavish
  • Throwin parties ?
  • With big time folks makin big time cabbage
  • Become a savage, get swoll by ones
  • Twenty a drum's established
  • Six figure digits, just like i tell you like
  • I got the whole city sewed up in stitches
  • Your product'll win if you gots top grade
  • Keep, your law-yers and your bail bondsmen paid
  • The word on the street's is that i done came up too fast
  • Mother*****ers want a piece of my soul
  • Playa haters wanna cut my grass
  • You don't wanna bring your *****
  • To what type of ? out of control sittin on tickets
  • Million dollar spots, technology chops
  • And a mother*****er proud fool-assed ridiculous
  • Straight *****in em up like that, throw me my strap man
  • ? feel me
  • Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head
  • And hear me
  • I never sell my soul cause i'm way too cold
  • Mother*****er! ballin outta control
  • Interlud: levitti
  • This ol' game, kids they run
  • Never get a second chance
  • So take me to this world
  • Now there's always time, to getcha
  • I guess by now you get the picture
  • Of what i'm tryin to say
  • I'm ballin outta control
  • "niggaz trippin off me cause i was a young mother*****er ballin"
  • "every other *****in day i'm tellin my sahies how to quit"
  • "niggaz trippin off me cause i was a young mother*****er ballin"
  • "we can get it on, we can get it on"
  • "niggaz trippin off me cause i was a young mother*****er ballin"
  • "forty-water, straight lettin em know"
  • "even though my pocket's fat and my belly's bigger..
  • Gots to come sic-sic-sic-wid-it"
  • Throw, the hoe
  • Y'know in a big ass gumbo pot
  • Full stir
  • Let it settle to make it lock
  • Horse races, trips to vegas, frequent flier
  • "whassup you timah, when your ass gonna retire?"
  • I ain't knowin
  • Keep tellin myself that i'ma call it quits
  • But i got myself
  • Too much mother*****in cabbage out there runnin in the streets
  • Lookin up out the way for the one-time
  • Po-po penelope seriously concentratin
  • Noided as i watch the back for all of my chemistry
  • Cause fools be playa hatin
  • Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks
  • Esquired land and crops, techno chops and glocks
  • Cause niggaz be tryin to make movies
  • When they get all in front of these bootch ass hoochies
  • I be like poppin the cap like a hungry mother
  • I ain't even gon' lie i'm to'
  • Twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
  • Plastered, puked, on the get back fully recouped
  • ***** these niggaz they think i'll sell my soul
  • But i'm way too cold, mother*****er!
  • Chorus
  • [levi] yeah yeah, i'm ballin outta control
  • [e-40] out of mother*****in control
  • [lev] i'm ballin outta control
  • [e-40] cause i'm way too cold
  • [lev] yayayy, i'm ballin outta control
  • [e-40] mother*****er! ah yeah
  • Feel me main
  • [lev] i feel you main
  • [e-40] can you feel me main
  • [lev] yeah, i feel you main
  • [e-40] vitti can you feel me?
  • [lev] i feel yah!
  • [e-40] mother*****er can you feel me?
  • [lev] yeahahayahahah!
  • [e-40] feel me main
  • [lev] i feel you main
  • [e-40] feel me boy?
  • [lev] i'm ballin outta control, yeahahahhh
  • [e-40] every *****in time
  • All day, mother*****er

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