We Just Ballin Lyrics

The song We Just Ballin is performed by Jim Jones in the album named Harlem: Diary of a Summer in the year 2005 .

wear a mean dark pair of shades
Aint you cant see my eyes unless my head is bent , you dig

Chrous
(Jim Jones)
We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz (We in the building)
(Girl)
We stay fly, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus

(Jim Jones)
Ya boy gettin paper (Money), I buy big cars (Foreign)
I need fly rides to drive in my garage (Choose 1)
Stay sky high (Twisted), Fly wit the stars (Twinkle ,Twinkle)
T 4 ? Flights , 80 grand large (BALLIN!)
So we lean with it, pop with it (Bankhead)
'Vertible jones, mean with the top listen (Flossin)
I'm sayin clean with the bottom ?(Do It)
I Hop'd out saggy jeans and my rock glistenin(BALLIN!)
But I spent bout 8 grand
Mami on stage doin the rain dance (I think she like me)
She let it hit the floor, made it pop (What Else !?)
Got my pedal to the floor screamin f**k the cops(Do It!)

Chrous
(Jim Jones)
We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz
(Girl)
We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus

Slow Down, Tonight may be gone tommorow (One Chance!)
So I speed thu life like theres no tommorow (Speedin!)
100 g's worth of ice on the Auto? (Flossy)
And we in the street life until they call the law(BALLIN!)
I made the whip get naked (What Happen !?)
While I switch gears, Bitch lookin at the bracelet (Got Em)
Step out, show me what your all about
Flashbacks of last night of me ballin out (Harlem!)
1 a.m. we was at the club (What Happen !?)
2 a.m. Ten bottles of bub (Money ain't a thing)
And about 3 somethin I was thinkin about grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs (Twisted)

Chrous
(Jim Jones)
We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz
(Girl)
We stay fly, No Lie ,You know this
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus

Nigga could you buy that
I keep 20 in the pocket (Light Change)
Talk a buck 80 If the bentley is the topic (That grey poupon)
But of course gotta fly ...? (Where?)
To the hood to roll dice on the side of the curb
But I know a G Bent' may sound obsurd (Get Your Money Up)
Drive 80 up Lennox cause I got an urge (Speedin)
The rap game like the crack game
Lifestyles, rich and famous livin in the fast lane (BALLIN!)
So when i bleep shorty bleep back
Lou Vutton Belt where im keep all the heat strapped
I beat the trial over rucker (Lets Do It)
All guns loaded in the back motherf**ker (Dipset)

Chrous
(Jim Jones)
We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz (We in the building) 2x
(Girl)
We stay fly, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!)
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus

You niggas need to stay focus
When your dealin with a motherf**kin G
You know my name, Jones, One Eye, Capo Status
Only above motherf**ka
This Dipset ByrdGang We Born To Fly
Ya'll know the rules fall back or fall back
Someone tell my bitch summer I'm lookin for her
Ya dig, Another day another dollar
Fast life f**ker

Jim Jones - Harlem: Diary of a Summer

Aug 2005

We Just Ballin