Lyrics
Yeah, Lex, man, we killin' these muh'fucking fools, man
You know what I'm sayin', these niggas be crazy about these bitches, man

Ballin' on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
I got all my chains, why you niggas tucking?
Tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking
You hating what I'm doing but your bitch love it
She love it, she love it, she love it, she love it
That's why I'm Ballin'g on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

Ballin' on your bitch like a fade away
First I got to bang it like an 808
Here comes Superman trying to save the day
She see all this ice on me she tryna to skate away
You save all your money for a rainy day
I'm the weatherman, everyday a rainy day, nigga
And it's a light chance of snow, too
Fuck you looking at? I can snatch your hoe, too
I'm Ballin' in the club I feel like Jimmy Buckets
Bucket after bucket, your bitch wanna suck it
Fill it up with nothing but that Bombay, fuck it
Let her pop a bottle now I gotta bust it

Ballin' on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
I got all my chains, why you niggas tucking?
Tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking
You hating what I'm doing but your bitch love it
She love it, she love it, she love it, she love it
That's why I'm Ballin'g on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

First I wash that Lamb off then I hit the cash vault
Then I hit the local strip club and drop a bag off
Then I get some blue dream, Ballin' up the gym
Make it rain til' it flood, now the strippers gotta swim
It's gon' be a long night we gon' go up all night
Both my pockets stuffed, ain't no such thing as the wrong price
She wanna go home with me, told lil mama hold tight
She not all that fine she look better in a strobe light
Running outta dough, send me up some more
Spent a night in Magic for the third night in a row
She my favorite hoe, I might take her home
Paralyze that pussy when I'm gone off that Patrone (yeah, hoe!)

Ballin' on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
I got all my chains, why you niggas tucking?
Tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking, tucking
You hating what I'm doing but your bitch love it
She love it, she love it, she love it, she love it
That's why I'm Ballin'g on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

Ballin' on yo
Ballin'
Ba-Ballin'
Ba-Ballin'
Ballin'
Ballin' on your bitch in the club, buckets
Ballin', Ballin', Ballin'
Ballin' on your bitch in the club, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): Jerami Davis, Jordan Houston, Lexus Arnel Lewis




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