It's the West Coast Boss and the two-toned Chevy gettin' tough Some so you can ride to, some to bounce to, some to get high to I'm leanin' on my steering wheel feelin' high, my mind's on it now, I'll be high till I die Hit the cruise spot and I'm feelin' good, with some fine baby dolls from the neighborhood Big bulls in the backseat rollin' down the window, lettin' out some smoke from the lanyard I seen a funky Monte Carlo, sittin' on D's and a bro black 66 Capri Some coupe caddies and caddy coupes, to them pimp daddies and funky loops Up and down, up and down, that's what I'm callin', Saturday night ballin' Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller It's the weekend, time for the baller stroke, slapped on my Stacey Adams and it's time to rock One, and here comes the two to the three and four, jumpin' in a rag six flow I hit the hot spot where all the ballers play, last pocket, I ain't ballin' big money, gang Find supermodels everywhere I look, and if you had crazy cash, then she was hooked All the ballers in the place lookin' like Al Capone, go trench coats and cell phones The place was jumpin', drinks was on the house, so tell me, what's it all about? Go and hit it with the man rollin' dice, 10 G's and 10 minutes of mine, ain't nothin' nice 7-11-11-7, that's what I'm callin', Saturday night ballin' Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Diamond in the back, sun rooftop, rollin' the scene with the gangsta hop Back on the boulevard and pit boots passed out, laid out with a J in his mouth Damn, it's gettin' late, I'm rollin' solo with these freaks bumpin' knee deep Dumpin' through the hood to scoop up some more homeboys What's up, Bugs? He on the block makin' noise Capone's O.G. and now he's goin' for broke Flock dog got the groove, money and smoke You got my back and I got yours What time is it? Mmm, 11-54 When there ain't no woman like the one I got, like I said, a 94 The spot's too hot, hangin' with some real O.G. Shaq Coblin, Saturday night ballin' Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller, makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ballin' Livin' like a baller makin' dollars, rollin' in a rag top and baller Saturday, Saturday night ballin' Saturday, Saturday night ballin' Saturday, Saturday night ballin' Saturday, Saturday night ballin' Saturday, Saturday night ballin' Saturday, Saturday night ballin' That's what I'm sayin' That's what I'm sayin'