Lyrics:
Bun B I M Ballin

Alright, alright It's Bun B and Jazze Phizzle, Phizzle It's Bun B and Phizzle, Phizzle, Phizzle It's Bun B and Jazze Phizzle, Phizzle Bun B, UGK sho

Bun B and (Jazze Phizzle-Phizzle) It's Bun B and (Phizzle-Phizzle-Phizzle) It's Bun B and (Jazze Phizzle-Phizzle) Bun B, UGK sho nuff ladies and gentlemen

goin broke And my girl say I?m wrong, Shit but KUSH IS MY COLOGNE Im inhalin it, exhaling it, it makes me more intelligent I feel like I?m still mailin

I'm comin' from a school Where if ah nigga mouth get out we aim tah hit at you Method subliminal I'm The Original That bullshit I heard on your disc was pitiful I'm

from? Grab the mic, spit one, let me hit that b*** Pimp-C, 8-Ball and MJG Keep spittin' that P to the I M P Bun-B, that's Texas, baby Ball and G, that

money all Money all, money all, money all day [Bun B - Verse 1] Say mane, no matta where I go, no matter what I do If chillin' wit' myself, or ballin

I'll definitely shoot ya I'ma do's ya like I'm reppin the Yakuza Die hard like I'm sexin with Medusa, do somethin nigga Born thuggin, I don't fuck with

u down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold u down Bun B da I'ma man

M.I.A., we wouldn't miss ya Y'all some dirty motherfuckers (so) it's time to get'cha issue, c'mon [Interlude: Bun B] Look at this shit mayne Amadou Diallo