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"Ballin’ Uncontrollably" is a track by Eminem, from the album King Mathers, released 18th December 2011. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Eminem.
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[Intro] Me and my crew... yeah—we gots money, baby I'm talkin' 'bout... I'm talkin' 'bout that long money When you see us come through, just know— [Chorus] Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ba-ba-ba-controllably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably [Verse 1] Man, I got everything candy-painted, candy-painted tint It's so dark, I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't hit at least nine of my friends Plus, I got so much candy paint on my rims Paint be flyin' off my car, I 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 doors on that Phantom, man, them shits look like the Batmobile Thirty-two-inch rims, shit, I ain't even got no wheels Custom-fitted, custom-kitted wood grain Custom everything, what's that on the seat? Custom mustard stain Now let's go hit the mall, y'all know that we finna ball Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, there go them superstars!" Hit every single store, flash a fuckin' wad of cash But I ain't buyin' shit, bitch, kiss my candy-painted ass, we— [Chorus] Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ba-ba-ba-controllably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably (Yeah) Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] Hit the corner liquor store to get Corona, tip the owners Sipped it on the way out as I dip, I wanna rip the road up And I'ma hit the cinema and I'ma get the hoes 'Cause when I be at a theater, shit, anything goes I'm ballin' outta control, girls know I'm loaded with dough But shit, I'm stingy as fuck, I'm fuckin' stingy as hoes These bitches don't get a crumb And it cum but I'm like, "What up?" Shut up, bitch! 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, and a cloud of smoke is all you see [Chorus] Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ba-ba-ba-controllably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably [Verse 3] Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we ain't finna fuck I'm horny as fuck, bitch, are you suckin' my dick or what? I'll fuck a chick in the butt, I really don't give a shit Is pretty Marshall gonna have to go choke me a bitch? You fuckin' keyed up my Benz? Bitch, I beat up my friends Think I won't beat a bitch, I'll kick a six-year-old in the ribs You fuckin' 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 fuck 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 fuckin' 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 all my keys You fuckin' brat, 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— [Chorus] Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ba-ba-ba-controllably Ballin' uncontrollably, ballin' uncontrollably Ballin' uncontrollably ba-ballin' uncontrollably [Outro] "Tracy, I joined this class 'cause I thought I’d be cooking with a partner But she's never here, and I don’t get twice the credit for all the work" "I didn't invent odd numbers, Seth" "I know, but I'm over here in my unit every day, cooking my terrible-tasting food, and then I gotta look over at Evan I mean, look at him, it looks like the most fun I've ever seen in my entire life And, I'm just saying, I wash and dry, I'm like, a single mother And no offense, but everyone takes this class to get an A and it's bullshit, but uh, no offense, I'm just saying And I'm not putting down your profession, but when am I gonna need to cook tiramisu? Am I gonna be a chef? No There's three weeks left in school, give me a freaking break, sorry for cursing" "Oh my god, that's like the coolest fucking story I've ever heard in my life! It's insane! Can you tell us again? Do you have time? Tracy? Tracy! Can you hear me? I'm in the car right now Listen, I am McLovin, yeah McLovin in the house! McLovin in the house! Yeah!"
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