Ballin - Eminem

I'd be lying if i said i ain't hit
At least nine of my friends
Plus i got so much candy paint in my rims
Paint be flyin off my car
Be candy paintin the neighborhood kids
I got that whole block lookin like it's candyland
Ask about me man they be like there go the candy man
I park the car in the garage and go in and
Come back the next mornin
The rims are still spinnin
Hit the wheels on that phantom man that sh*t looks like the batmobile
Custom everything what's that on the seat
Custom mustard stain
Now let's go hit the mall you all know that we finna ball
Get out the car they be like ah there go them superstars
Hit every single store flash a f**king wad of cash
But i ain't buying sh*t b**ch
We
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Hit the corner liquor store
To get corona tip the owners
Sipped it on the way out as i dipped i wanna rip the road up
And i'ma hit the cinema and i'ma get the hoes
When i be it i be it sh*t anything goes
I'm ballin out of control girls know i'm loaded with dough
But sh*t i'm stingy as f**k
I'm f**kin stingy as hoes
These b**ches don't get a crumb and it come
But i'm like what up
Shut up b**ch sit up get up off them knees
My candy paint's enough
If you're lucky i'll let you hug me but that's all you get
Then i'ma split disappear a cloud of smoke is all you see
Yeah
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B**ch get the f**k out my car if we ain't finna f**k
I'm horny as f**k b**ch are you suckin my dick or what
I'll f**k a chick in the butt i really don't give a sh*t
Is pretty marshall gonna have to go choke me a b**ch
You f**kin keyed up my benz
B**ch i beat up my friends
Don't think i won't beat a b**ch
You f**kin retard i'll have you suckin farts out my seat
I'll teach you not to know how to control your bowels when you eat
What the f**k do you think that colostomy bag is for looks
I ain't waste nine bullets on you for you to not sing no hooks
I f**kin take a make a wish foundation patient with me
How bout some coke inside of your saline solution iv
Turn around and use it on me
You tryna snort on my keys
You f**kin broad get in back you're comin to florida with me
Tell your momma i'ma drop you off at the hospital later
We finna make this run
Take this gun and cover me slater
And quit your
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