Catch me I’m balling, catch me I’m balling, catch me like Spalding, catch me like Rawlins/If he M.D.’d, the m.c., vitamin like G.N.C./can’t see me like, B.I.G. on C.M.T./did a little bit of time on B.M.G./but this right here, homey, this all me, can you be down, nah, n----, C.M.B./that’s cold, that ain’t nice G./so what though, lil’ homey remind me of Ice T/uh, by the way we share the same birthday/the wordplay is work but pimping is easy/so catch me I’m balling, I’m sick too, if you ain’t catch me like coughing back when I said you should catch me like Rawlins, it’s cool/’cause most cats that I bump into can’t catch me that often/most times they just end up falling/ball for a few, then end up walking/catch me in a ball with a Cinderalla waltzing/and I do it ‘til it’s no longer exclusive/might go once, might go twice, but never three times like an auction tour/see I, walk into it, I do my thang, and tell the owner that it’s cool to let y’all into it