Read the full lyrics for Outkast’s Speedballin’. Follow the words for this rapid-fire track ideal for group participation.
The lyrics for Outkast’s “Speedballin’” function as a relentless, chant-driven anthem built around the repeated phrase “we speedballin’.” This core hook appears throughout the song, creating a rhythmic mantra that encourages audience participation during live events or karaoke sessions. The verses alternate between André 3000 and Big Boi, with each rapper delivering lines that explore themes of fast-paced living, musical intensity, and streetwise narratives. The repetitive structure makes the track easy to follow and shout along to, even for first-time listeners.
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André 3000’s sections often include abstract wordplay and sudden shifts in flow, adding a layer of unpredictability to the lyrics. His lines reference cultural touchpoints and personal reflections, all while maintaining the song’s high-energy vibe. Big Boi’s contributions ground the track with gritty, straightforward bars that emphasize resilience and hustle. The call-and-response elements in the choruses invite crowd interaction, turning the song into a collective experience rather than a solo performance.
The bridge and outro sections introduce chaotic, free-form exclamations that amplify the track’s rebellious tone. These parts feature shouted city names and chaotic ad-libs, designed to hype up listeners and keep the energy peak. The complete lyrics for “Speedballin’” provide the full text for fans who want to engage with every part of this intense workout, from the rapid verses to the explosive conclusions.
Produced by Earthtone III
October 31, 2025
1 song, 5 minutes
℗ 2025 Arista Records LLC
Lyrics
Hey-yo
Hey-yo
We speedballin’
Livin’ by the grace of God
At the pace of the Devil life is hard, we speedballin’
With no time to waste
The treble tends to weeble wobble over the bass, we speedballin’
Nose wanna blow out steam
So make some fuckin’ noise if you know what I mean, we speedballin’, ha
But if you don’t, you won’t
You’ll end up in your trouble while the fury of funk, we speedballin’
Uh, uh, yeah, sucka we’re speedballin’, ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Yeah, uh, we speedballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Uh, yeah, we speedballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, we speedballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’ ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’ ballin’ uh, we speedballin’
Yeah, woo! Yeah, uh
Mama think I’m on that blow
‘Cause anything over marijuana fa sho, we speedballin’, huh
If I could just come down
But when I do come down I don’t like how it sound
We speedballin’, woo
The pitcher all on the mound
Thowin’ fastballs with a curve, the nerve of speedballin’, ha
Some niggas serve to live
Some niggas live to serve not a fuck who they give
We speeballin’, ha
Ha, yeah, woo we speedballin’ ballin’
Yeah, can y’all smell that? Uh, we speedballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ha, c’mon! Yeah, we speedballin’ what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My God, my heart, my start, my savior, my soul
My end, my friend, my sin now when I go?
If you can hear me now then make me move
Stank-ya, I like it like that, I’m in yo’ groove
Yeah! Yeah! Southwest, uh!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Woo, we speedballin’
Uh, yeah, yeah, A.T.L.!
Uh, yeah, New York we speedballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Woo, yeah, uh, uh, we speedballin’
L.A.! Woo, woo we speedballin’
Woo, woo woo, woo, woo woo, uh, uh, uh, uh, we speedballin’
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, woo woo we speedballin’
What? Ha, what? Woo woo, we speedballin’
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Who the fuck said rock didn’t roll no more?
Who the fuck said rock didn’t roll no more?
Who the fuck said rock didn’t roll no more?
Who the fuck said rock didn’t roll no more?
Nigga wanna think that these boys don’t blow
Hoe you see them snortin them coke
Chaos still don’t give you a hoe
Maybe you think the music is low
Maybe you say, the niggas is wack
If he asks, want some crack
If you do that, you never come back
Back to life, reality black
Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump the brakes
Analyze shit got down to stakes
Take a shortcut tryin’ to win the race
Whatchu gonna do when you step in the place?
At a player’s place, nigga takin’ my time
What he gon’ say when I freak the rhyme?
How you gon’ feel when I skeet the nine?
Buck buck buck nigga on the grind
Niggafied ’cause we still on the grind
In the trap with the dope boys
Speedballin’ freefallin’ in my own moon and my own zone
Boy life is short gonna suck it up
Arsty-fartsy nigga fuck it up
Down in the trenches, press your luck
Assed out like you in the butt, nigga what?
My soul is burnin’, about to catch fire!
I’m overheated, about to catch fire-hah!
I can’t help myself, I’m on fire!
Ha ha ha ha
My soul is burnin’, about to catch fire!
I’m overheated, about to catch fire-hah!
I can’t help myself, I’m on fire! I’m on fire!
Ah, good God!
My soul is burnin’, about to catch fire!
I’m overheated, about to catch fire-hah!
I can’t help myself, I’m on fire!
Ah, good Lord, my soul is burnin’, about to catch fire!
I’m overheated, about to catch fire-hah!
I can’t help myself, I’m on fire!
I’m on fire! I’m on fire!
Ah, good God!
