Nappy Roots - Ballin' On A Budget Lyrics
(Nigga) [Pimpin']I'm just a, big bang baller on a budgetDank weed, smokin like "***** it"City slicker, country nigga, reppin straight from KentuckyHorseshoes and rabbit paws flossin, chicken closs for the lucky4 leaf clovers, Range Rovers, so they know the tailpipe's rusted[Pimpin']Country cookin, dog fightin, big-body ridinChillin like a mug in Western Kentuck', showin loveSummertime a funner time, smoke and gunner timeSippin Sprite and somethin dark, every *****in time[Pimpin']Uhh, okay watch how the po' folk ballStomp through to mall in my overalls, the black GirbaudNo pager, no cellphone, no access at allJust a pack of Dutch Masters and a pint of alcohol[Pimpin']My hooptie, with a down crew like Boots saidYou don't Perm , ***** a fadelet my hair swang back and forth like a germIll nigga with sick shit, pull out this and stick it in this thick chickBaby mama drama, child support court and ain't worth the riskits[Chorus]Whattcha know about them backwood country folk?Whattcha know about the 'Lac chrome hundred spoke?Jimmy Crack Corn; no fade, no combWhattcha know about ballin on a budget pro?I'm just ballin on a budget jigga (jigga)I'm just ballin on a budget jigga (jigga)I'm just ballin on a budget jigga (jigga)It's the N the A the P-P-Y[Pimpin']Pull up, dear horns on the hood of my truckKentucky Mud on my shoes and my socksHungry Jack, feather tryna stuff some food in my gutCountry cat in the cowboy hatI'm front to back put the house on that[Pimpin']candy yam's,chittlins,greens and smoke country ham,ch
