Balla Race      Chorus: 2x   you in a balla race   trying to get all in a ballas face   workin your hips at a balla pace   wanna see how sweet a balla taste   you in a balla place      -Andre Nickatina   man ima semi automatic   gotta get the cabbage    but if it werent for the religion man there wasnt a habit   work those heels make sure they dont break   how much dope can a sucka witch make   rollercoaster baby let them ride   do what you do but dont break your stride   4 door car seven Las Vegas nights    a gator so new that it still might bite   i need money 'cause i run red lights   my super witch is super tight   man you could of been foolin me   trying to give me fake jewelry   rap cat trying to choose and feed   peel bread now you loosin me   clam stolen its golden and im rollin    and im holdin on a knot so fat she said "Nicky do you love that"   in the mirror with a weed sack   i hurt her butt i didnt answer back   man i like that lil flute   the rhyming of ridin nute   i think im gonna wear my carmel suit   with a brown tie and them matchin boots    aint that the truth    girl your vision this like chess   windows down and nothing less   freak we can ball out   never have a fall out   roll around town no doubt with the mo' god of khan   have that dosie have that cobana    have that prada and sean jean      Chorus: 2x   you in a balla race   trying to get all in a ballas face   workin your hips at a balla pace   wanna see how sweet a balla taste   you in a balla place      -Equipto   man everything fast   talk about bread but everything cash   divide the dividence divide the livinish   mo high than a lil bit   gotta split the game and lace some wit it   me and dreez got a race to finish   a relay wut we play   dj dont waste a minute   the way she pop it for profits   tricks they open their wallets   and plus they callin right after    my beezy stay in and pop it   i got it down to assign so back in my hand   i just dont rap for fans   ima do it like char, Hawaii, hoe in an arm   hey, three more in the car      -Andre Nickatina   baby i craddled this like air jordan dunks the carolina   im right behind ya, trying to find ya, and i remind ya   man excuse me    my mouth kiss like an uzi   if you choose me   'cause i look past all that beauty   'cause you destin to have beauty   and your sherly temples are like candy swirles   man all up in here is candy girls   straight bring your freinds along if they got a car   and if they up to par   be'cause my mouthpeice is fast like a rabbit   aint so slow you think you can grab it   even a magician think its magic   the way its all wrapped up in a package   baby its a ballas race      -Equipto   like Tour De France   all in a rush you know who to pass   hop on the bus explore the math   but the homies aint here ill party yak out   on your mark get set   your heat can ball first but he aint no threat   and i can bet that on the past life   your shit last place for the last time   out of line out of time out of mind out of pocket   block your mind from the gossip   its a new day roll tough wit my hoes   and they can show you how to pop it, that coochie   you lost your pace   they never had takes to the boss sauce all in your face   with no time to waste   so let me see you chase the bread   before you get replaced       Chorus: 2x   you in a balla race   trying to get all in a ballas face   workin your hips at a balla pace   wanna see how sweet a balla taste   you in a balla place