[Verse 1]
I be ballin' on you hoes, callin' on you hoes
Bitch, come on see what daddy want
You know that your daddy don't
Do nothin' but turn corners
When you see me ridin' in the M-J-G
Pimp tight, how I reside, Memphis, Tennessee
My cup is filled with Hennessey
Fuck you too, then you feel that you ain't feelin' me
When my inner whistle blow
You hear the pistol go off like a motherfucker
Hit you high, hit you low, stop savin' the ho
And sellin' bitches dreams, man
Especially when she ain't down with the team plan
'Cause I can do extremely bad by myself
I don't need a sloppy ho, lil' help to start a death
See I'm finna dip so I hit the strip in the [?]
It's a Cutlass too dope, with too much bang in the trunk
With the pump behind the kickbox
Do somethin' about it, get mad, get hot

[Chorus]
I be ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
I be ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
[Verse 2]
Look, my babies they need food every day
When they get sick, man, the doctor ain't free
Light bill once a month, rain or shine
Bad things seem to have no sense of time
Better get your grind, n***a use your mind
N***as losin' time, I got friends of mine
Won't get up off they ass, satisfied with broke
In and out of the jailhouse for playin' with dope, shit
N***a, better go and pick up a book
White folks done perfected bein' educated crooks
Stack your paper, don't spend it on bullshit
But that's so hard when a n***a never had shit
Nothin' on TV but diamonds and Bentleys
Real life n***as got apartments and hooptie's
Everybody not rich, lot of n***as hurtin'
All I'm sayin', n***a, go on put that work in

[Chorus]
I be ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
I be ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
[Verse 3]
Get your back off the wall, get your ass off the couch
Get your nose out her ass, get his dick out your mouth
See my clique out the south, but I'm extended in a few cities
A couple of different partners, couple of different sets of titties
I keep it gritty like the bottom of a surfboard
But I believe in God, but I ain't tryin' to be no church scholar
I take a rock and squeeze juice from it
You ain't holdin' up, wise enough, or strong enough to stomach
But I done did, I done faced the game of life
Fell off and came up twice, raised a daughter with my wife
And I ice skate on the thin line of love and hate
I done bullshit for days out, drinkin', druggin', and late
Now what you n***as know about me payin' dues?
Man, sixteen years old travelin' with the blues band
Tender foot, n***as can't even wear my shoes, man
If you feel me, let me see the crowd move, then

[Chorus]
I be ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
I be ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Ballin' on you hoes (Ballin' on you)
Callin' on you hoes (Callin' on you)
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!
Get yo ass up! Get yo ass up!