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Big ballin' with my homies Big ballin' with my homies Me and my Click-alation, at home away from home In the black Bentley Azura, with the faulty chip phone I'm callin' up the Mossie, it's time to get bent Showcasin' and collarpoppin', campaignin like the president C-notes, hundred dollar bills Playaz with bread ridin' houses on wheels Jewels sparklin' glistenin' gleamin' flossy crystal clear Baguettes hangin' from my fist like a chandelier Felines holler, scream, "Ooh, he got the bump" Soundin' like Godzilla tryin' to get up out the trunk Jealous mark fuckin' suckers wanna battle, that ain't sharp Wig-splitters that'll comb yo' natural, on my squad Fuckin' 'em up like that mayne, you know, my pants saggin' Look like I done dookied on myself Bandana, tatted, swingin 'em sideways Livin' lavish, big ballin' on tycoon status, bitch Big ballin' with my homies Big ballin' with my homies, Mossie up Karuise, cruise Cruisin' magazine, a Cutlass on them socks Rap accumulated papers, so no more slangin' rocks We don't walk around like peons, instead we's 'bout our scrill' The Click-alation family, straight up out the hill Everytime we do this, Cutlass Candy on spoke Po-Po Billy club us 'cause they think that we sell dope I told 'em that I rap, I told 'em that I spit Every year we ship our cars to the Freak-A-Nik Thugs, timers that own barbershops, tow trucks, and clubs Homies, that open up they liquor stores on Sunday For me, bo-nitch, bootch Hood Trojan's boss, players from the sticks Pocket stuffin', some of the homies hustlin' Some of my playaz are pimps, some of the homies strugglin' But none of my folks are simps, marks, nothin' of that there magnitude Saps, sarches got me twisted, whatch'all do? Bitch, bitch Big ballin' with my homies Big ballin' with my homies Come on with it Rollin' with my Mossie, we never get bored There's not another click, with more points scored The breezies by the college, was lookin' for a lift Tryin' to ride in first class and them haters wanna trip 'Cause I never liked a sucker, who beat up on they broad If you're lackin' on your mackin' then she's rollin' with the squad Mossie to the house party, girlies come in twos No conversation needed, automatic pick and choose Talkin' up under your brisneath, hot air? Comin' off like you some sort of hellafied ass ninja But you'se a square, whatchu doin' Charlie? Just videotapin' myself grindin', candid camera Coonin' wit mo' scratch den dandra turf boomin', boomin' Big ballin' with my homies Big ballin' with my homies Mossie up