Waka Flocka Flame – Ballin out Lyrics

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They gon they hard, I'm a say I'm harder
They gon say they grind, I'm a grind smarter
They gon say they shining but the lights is on me

Only three things:
Stunt
Shine
And flex!

[Hook:]
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex!

[Verse 1:]
Ice neck, wrist fits
Yes I'm ballin out bitch
Tron, goose, rose, yes I'm drunk as fuck bitch
Ballin is my hobby
Stunting is my role model
Getting gwap is my job and
Gucci is my right hand
Waka Flocka Flame, you my favorite rapper bruh
Can I trap wit' ya bruh?
Juke and cap like ya bruh?
Count stacks like ya bruh?
Dress so icey like ya bruh?

Can I flex, shine, can I ride like ya bruh?
You can do it shawty, you can do it shawty!
Grind hard, work hard, think smarter than the average nigga
Go hard from the carriage nigga
Marriage nigga?
Not, not, not me my nigga
Work, work, work my nigga
Flex, grind on these niggas!

[Hook:]
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex!


[Verse 2:]
In the trap wit' the yolk
Got the wrap and the choke

I love weed smoke shawty so please let me smoke
Every rhyme a nigga wrote
I don't need no ghost writer
This that flex, this that shine, this that ball out music!
We the first b-ball team
PG, Frenchie, SG, Young Juice
Small forward, Wooh Da Kid, power forward, Waka Flocka
Center, center Gucci Mane

Half time I'm a flex
We at a full court press
So you know we got blocks

Love to shoot
Love to shoot
Like my name was Flocka Kobe

Throwing loot, throwing loot
Shawty I got hella money
Walked up in the store asked her what she wanted
She point at shoes
She point at...


[Hook:]
Now I'm ballin out...
Flocka I'm ballin!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Now I'm ballin out!
Fuck Waka Flocka Flame, call me Waka Flocka Flex!

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