[Chorus 1] Like a star slipping out of place Sliding from the sky Tumbling through space When you touch my hand I swear I feel like I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Like a wheel Whirling round and round Rolling down a hill (rollin' down a hill) Spinning on the ground (rollin' down a hill) Your kissing makes me dizzy yeh In the head (ooh yeh) And I'm ballin' I'm ballin' [Verse 1] Hmm, I love this game coz this game love me back I'm pushing a lac, smoking sacs like a mad mac Bringing me back, banging the 8-track track The Dramatics and Battle Cat and Snoop like that Big stars in big cars we pull up at the big clubs and sit at the big bars Sippin' champaign with a bowl of cavier Hell yeh you are, yeh you are Say it say it, coz they all deny it Player play it, coz you cant deny it As fly as it get, as fly as I spit you know its the shit It's so gangsta, gangsta bitch Switch back to the old school, old fools know This here thang we do so original I got to have it, lavish Is how we establish On the real love one it feels good to have [Chorus 2] Like a rose, flippin down the street Looking oh so sweet (lookin' oh so sweet) Bumpin to the beat (bumpin to the beat) These streets they keep me busy yeh Makin' bread And I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Oh here I go! Ballin making dough Working for myself Coz it thrills me so I keep women on my line Coz they know That I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Oh here I go! Driving down the road I can't help myself Ballin' Thrills me so Yeh you blew my mind And I know , I'm ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') Yeh ballin' (Ballin', Ballin', Ballin', Ballin') [Verse 2] Do that, who that, you that one they called on Baller' get your ball on It's all on now fall on to a new groove Really aint nothing to prove We, set the mood Or shoot some pool Or blaze a Cool What? Whatup fool Now you can cruise if you choose but I prefer to do the cha-cha And once my small kitchen ?throw? You know I gotcha Watch out, no need to pull your glock out It's a players affair, now Look at my hair and the girls wit me They got the same thang on Pimp pimp parade, my nigga get your bang on Coz my uncles about to get their sang on And all round the world, my nigga, it's the same song And when its time for your callin', fallin', wit no stallin' keep it ballin' [Chorus 3] He starts to mill Just rollin' tru his town Stacking dollar bills (stacking dollar bills) Raising dogg pound (he be raising the dog pound) Becasuse he's loved Loved in every city Thats why he's ballin'