Big Ballin’ With My Homies E-40

[Chorus]
Big ballin' with my homies!
Big ballin' with my homies!
Posse up!

[Verse 1]
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 wit bread ridin houses on wheels
Jewels sparklin glistenin gleamin flossy crystal clear
Baguettes -- hangin from my fist like a chandelier!
Felines holler, scream, "Oooh 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 (BEOTCH!)

[Chorus]
Big ballin' with my homies!
Big ballin' with my homies!
Posse up!