Heyyy, Ho (This is the way we ball)
  This ain't the regular version
  You know what (This is the remix y'all)
  Ha ha, this for Lafayette, Arkansas
  Alabama, Streetport, Louie Ville, Baton Rouge
  Austin, Corporate Christian (This is the way we ball)
    [Chorus - 2x]
  And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
  I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South
  (This is the way we ball)
  And we riding blaze, Jags and Escalades
  We Third Coast born but we all sections paid
  (This is the way we ball)
    [Lil' Flip]
  Uh I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on this track, I'm still pushing Lacs
  But this time around, H.S.E. got my back
  Now we got paper stacks, cause we keep making tracks
  My pockets like Oprah, they getting so fat (fat)
  Cause I can do that, you know we been balling
  We got Playstation 3, and four DVD's falling
  My engine never stalling, so I'm speeding like flash
  I changed my name to ATM, cause I've been having cash
  I've been blowing hash, I been driving Jags
  With Burberry paint, and now I make your gal faint
  When she touch my car, and if she
  Give head, she can't puff my 'gar
  But now a nigga grown, so I need grown money
  I don't wanna split shit, cause I need my own money
  Then I'ma see Johnny, and buy another chain
  And since I'm in a big body nigga get out my lane
    [Chorus - 2x]
    [Lil' Ron]
  I like this grape now, everyday we ball out
  This purple stuff all day, until we all out
  We ride black drops, sitting on twenty two's
  And blow dro all night, back through the afternoon
  I keep it coming, cause Lil' Ron's a bread winner
  Better remember, chain froze up like it's December
  Get your mind right, we playas of the decade
  We ride blades on Jaguars and Escalades
    [Young Redd]
  Me g, I'm riding blades well on gold
  We repre-sent for the South where the music's slow
  And this is, sipping purple and blowing hays
  This is, grinding and getting paid
  And you can keep your six hundred, give me a drop top
  Plus a iced out watch, the size of a shop cart
  This the, boy from the block wait but that ain't all
  This here is the remix, and Redd and Ron gone ball, y'all
    [Chorus - 2x]
    [Lil' Flip]
  I'm swinging, about to rip the kizzerp, sipping on my syzzerp
  And on the back of my throwback it say Larry Bizzerd
  Cause all we do is shots, all we do is drink
  I'm the only one who went to the prom in a mink
  So how you love that, or do you really hate it
  Or do you love the rims on my drop top Mercedes
  I pack a 3-80, cause I got to watch my back
  I'm still jamming Screw, I'm still jamming Pat
  I represent the South, and you know we keep it crunk
  We been having paper, you can ask my nigga Hump
  And if you ever come to my town just holla
  Cause Lil' Flip and Sucka Free all about they dollas
    [Chorus - 2x]