Ballin Do Me - Eminem
Man I got everything candy painted candy painted tent, Tent So dark I be lying if I said I ain't hit it at least 9 of my friends Plus I got so much candy paint on my rims, paint be flying off a car I'll be candy painting the neighborhood kids I got that whole block looking like it's candy land 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 morning the rims are still spinning Hit the does on a phantom this shit looks like the batmobile 32 inch rims shit I ain't even got no wheels Custom fitted custom kitted wood green custom everything What's that on the seat, custom mustard stain Now let's go hit the mall, yo all know everything the ball get out the car They be like "ooh 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 balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Hear they calling liquor store, to get corona, tip the owner, sipped it on The way out as I dip, I wanna rip the road And then I'ma hit the cinima and ima get the hoes cause when I feel it, I feel it, I see it, anything else I'm balling out of control, girls know I'm loaded with doe but shit I'm stingy as fuck, I'm fucking stingy as hoes These bitches don't get a crum but a c** but I'm like waddup shut up bitch sit up get up off of me as my candy pain's enough, but if you lucky I'll let you hump it but that's all you get, then ima split miss a pill then a cloud of smoke is all you seyyaaa Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Bitch get the fuck out my car, we ain't been to fuck I'm horny as fuck, bitch you sucking my dick or what I fuck a chick in the butt, I really don't give a shit Is pretty Marshall gon' have to chug me a bitch? You fucking keyd up my benz Bitch I beat up my friends, think I won't beat a bitch, I kick a 6 years old in the ribs You fucking retard, I have you sucking farts out my seat, I 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 wasting my bullets on you for you to not see the hooks I fucking take a make a wish foundation patient with me How 'bout some coke inside your saline solutions I be, turn around and use it on me You trying to slow down my keys, you fucking brag get in bag, you're coming to florida with me Tell your mama I'ma drop you off at the hospital later We gonna make this run, take this gun and cover me slater And quit your Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably, balling uncontrollably Tracy I joined his class cause I thought I'd be cooking with a partner But she's never here, and I don't get twice the credit for all the work I didn't invent outnumbers Seth I know but I'm over here in my unit, everyday cooking my terrible tasting food, and then I got look over Even, I mean look at him, he looks like the most fun I've ever seen in my entire life, and I'm just saying, I always wash and dry, I'm like a single mother, and no offense but everyone take this class to get an A and it's bullshit, but no offense, I'm just saying, I'm not bringing down your profession, but when am I gonna need to cook terrible soup? Am I gonna be chef? No, there's 3 weeks of school left give me a freaking break, oh my god, that's like the coolest fucking story I ever heard in my life, it's insane, can you tell us again, do you have time? Tracy, Tracy, can you hear me? I'm in the car right now, listen, I am Mclovin yeah, Mclovin in the house, Mclovin in the house, yeah
Artist: Eminem
Title: Ballin Do Me