Heyyy, Ho (This is the way we ball)

This ain't the regular version

You know what (This is the remix y'all)

Ha ha, this for Lafayette, Arkansas

Alabama, Streetport, Louie Ville, Baton Rouge

Austin, Corporate Christian (This is the way we ball)



(Chorus - 2x)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss

I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South

(This is the way we ball)

And we riding blaze, Jags and Escalades

We Third Coast born but we all sections paid

(This is the way we ball)



[Lil' Flip]

Uh I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on this track, I'm still pushing Lacs

But this time around, H.S.E. got my back

Now we got paper stacks, cause we keep making tracks

My pockets like Oprah, they getting so fat (fat)

Cause I can do that, you know we been balling

We got Playstation 3, and four DVD's falling

My engine never stalling, so I'm speeding like flash

I changed my name to ATM, cause I've been having cash

I've been blowing hash, I been driving Jags

With Burberry paint, and now I make your gal faint

When she touch my car, and if she

Give head, she can't puff my 'gar

But now a nigga grown, so I need grown money

I don't wanna split shit, cause I need my own money

Then I'ma see Johnny, and buy another chain

And since I'm in a big body nigga get out my lane



(Chorus - 2x)



[Lil' Ron]

I like this grape now, everyday we ball out

This purple stuff all day, until we all out

We ride black drops, sitting on twenty two's

And blow dro all night, back through the afternoon

I keep it coming, cause Lil' Ron's a bread winner

Better remember, chain froze up like it's December

Get your mind right, we playas of the decade

We ride blades on Jaguars and Escalades



[Young Redd]

Me g, I'm riding blades well on gold

We repre-sent for the South where the music's slow

And this is, sipping purple and blowing hays

This is, grinding and getting paid

And you can keep your six hundred, give me a drop top

Plus a iced out watch, the size of a shop cart

This the, boy from the block wait but that ain't all

This here is the remix, and Redd and Ron gone ball, y'all



(Chorus - 2x)



[Lil' Flip]

I'm swinging, about to rip the kizzerp, sipping on my syzzerp

And on the back of my throwback it say Larry Bizzerd

Cause all we do is shots, all we do is drink

I'm the only one who went to the prom in a mink

So how you love that, or do you really hate it

Or do you love the rims on my drop top Mercedes

I pack a 3-80, cause I got to watch my back

I'm still jamming Screw, I'm still jamming Pat

I represent the South, and you know we keep it crunk

We been having paper, you can ask my nigga Hump

And if you ever come to my town just holla

Cause Lil' Flip and Sucka Free all about they dollas



(Chorus - 2x)