Texty:
Lil Head We Ballin

takin one of these girls home and we can do what we do we grown we can do what we do we grown I met her on first base standin' all alone We went to

NOTORIOUS! We are, we are .. Queen Bee baby, we are, c'mon NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! He is, he is.. (B.I.G. baby, he is c'mon) NO, NO, NO, NOTORIOUS! We

they keep playin they better re-plan im giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland (blues singer) together we stand and fall on y'all ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball

ballin', Sippin' on the drink, Girls crawlin' Mostly every night I'm countin, countin, Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' Niggas wanna fight but I'm shootin', shootin' (Lil

understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing, flying by saying

probably steal my new sh-t but you could never f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces all around the World I ball like a ball team I stack chips, call me

I missed her Life is the bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture You know father time, we all know Mother Nature

I stunt, me I'm what she want I'm in that rich nigga fraternity, we only talk bread (get it get it get it) Got money out the asshole, the money on my head

like me you know I don't If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what