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Dizzy Balloon

Baby's black balloon makes her fly I almost fell into that hole in your life You're not thinking about tomorrow 'Cause you were the same as me But on

Baby's black balloon makes her fly I almost fell into that hole in your life And you're not thinking about tomorrow 'Cause you were the same as me But

Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for

Big Cats Yeaaaahhhh It's the remix so bring ya top hat(eh) What ya talkin bout It's L-O I rap now it's rap skizzo Thirty bands... fo shizzo Eight balls

Where we, r-i-d, e, and smoke Chorus Verse three: belo I, made my money on the dl Closed shop in the pontiac we bail To the mall to ball we're all

so Yeah, you blew my mind And I know , I'm ballin', yeah I'm ballin' Do that, who that, you that one they called on Baller' get your ball on It's all

, now I'm telling you don't Nigger please you provoke no feeling You must of forgot, the girls of whom you're dealing We haven't the urge, to get busy Like those dizzy

at waterloo With the bayonets of thorns repelling Small children in search of lost tennis balls Seeing everything and giving their all I used to be scared of heights I used to get dizzy

I'm the master I was slick like, "Huh, do I know you? I got play, here, let me show ya" Used to have a girl that was on the ball When the cash flow