E-40 - Big Ballin' With My Homies Lyrics
{editors note: this is a remake of sir mix-a-lots my posses on broadway}[e-40]Big ballin with my homies!Big ballin with my homies!Me and my click-alation, at home away from homeIn the black bentley azura, with the faulty chip phoneIm callin up the mossie, its time to get bentShowcasin and collarpoppin, campaignin like the presidentC-notes, hundred dollar billsPlayaz wit bread ridin houses on wheelsJewels sparklin glistenin gleamin flossy crystal clearBaguettes -- hangin from my fist like a chandelierFelines holler, scream, oooh he got the bump!!Soundin like godzilla tryin to get up out the trunk!!Jealous mark *****in suckers wanna battle -- that aint sharpWig-splitters thatll comb yo natural, on my squad*****in em up like that mayne, you know, my.. pants sagginLook like I done dookied on myselfBandana, tatted, swingin em sidewaysLivin lavish -- big ballin on tycoon status, beotch!Big ballin with my homies!Big ballin with my homies! mossie up!Ka-ruise... cruuuuuise...Cruisin magazine, a cutlass on them socksRap accumulated papers, so no more slangin rocksWe dont walk around like peons, instead wes bout our scrillThe click-alation family, straight up out the hillEverytime we do this, cutlass candy on spokePo-po billy club us cause they think that we sell dopeI told em that I rap, I told em that I spitEry year we ship our cars to the freak-a-nikThugs, timers that own barbershops, tow trucks, and clubsHomies, that open up they liquor stores on sundayFor me, bo-nitch, bootchHood trojans boss, players from the sticksPocket stuffin, some of the homies hustlinSome of my playaz are pimps, some of the homies strugglinBut none of my folks are simps, marks, nothin of that there magnitudeSaps, sarches got me twisted, what chall do? beotch, beotch!Big ballin with my homies!Big ballin with my homies! cmon widdit!Rrrollin with the mossie, we never get boredTheres not another click, with more points scoredThe breezies by the college, was lookin for a liftTryin to ride in first class and them haters wanna tripCause I never liked a sucker, who beat up on they broadIf youre lackin on your mackin then shes rollin with the squadMossie to the house party, girlies come in twosNo conversation needed, automatic pick and chooseTalkin up under your brisneath, hot air?Comin off like you some sort of hellafied ass ninja - but youse a squareWhatchu doin charlie? just videotapin myself grindin, candid cameraCoonin wit mo scratch den dandra turf boominBig ballin with my homies!Big ballin with my homies! mossie up!
