 and I'm headed on down the road. Martini shake is still about next to me, probably in my soul. Dino's singing, ain't that a kick? And I'm pushing the stick, letting her rip high. Ballin' that jack, that gun, I'm gonna make her scream. I'm ballin' that jack, that gun, I'm gonna make her scream. Well, I'm a high ballin' the jack, ballin' that jack,