Balla Baby (remix) Lyrics

Balla Baby (remix) lyrics



(feat. Lil' Flip, Boozie of the G.I.B.)



Yeah, yeah. This for my ballers world-wide, state to state,

City to city, ballers ballers. Let's do this, dirty.

Remix. You know, Ching-a-ling.

You know how I do it: representing St. Louis.

Put your hands up, put your hands up.



[Chorus - Chingy]



I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.

Where the ballers at?

Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.

Where the shotcaller's at?

You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?

Where the ballers at?

Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.

Where the shotcallers at?



[Verse 1 - Chingy]



I got the pots up in the kitchen,

I'm just a baller pitching-in my division.

Yes, me coming, some people be like dissing

My 26 rims like full moons, they be glistening.



So yes I got my eye for these chicks when I'm dishing.

The critics be talking, I walk past and start hissing.

Looking at my wrists, and shooting them balls in Detroit like I play for the
pistons.



Baby if you listening, I'm a' tour so much,

Folks say I'm missing, gettin'.

This baller s-k-in', I be running around with it, spitting it.



The hood in here, a lotta ballers drop down in here,

I wish you would in here, We smoke good in here.



Moving through your hood shining,

Keep yellow, I'm gonna wear blue diamonds,

Look mellow, allways be grinding, rhyming-

I get 50 thou' for an in-store signing, cause I'm a 



[Chorus - Chingy]



I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.

Where the ballers at?

Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.

Where the shotcaller's at?

You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?

Where the ballers at?

Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.

Where the shotcallers at?



[Verse 2 - Lil' Flip]



It ain't nuthing to a boss,

That's why I spent three hundred on a cross!

Pink and yellow, that's the combination.

I know a skinny rapper out here player hating.



Cause I got thirty blocks on my resume,

I got my own liquor, why he drinking Alizee?

Me and Chingy got the pop charts on lock,

But I still get respect on my own block.



Niggers try to take my money, but I bounce back,

Three cribs, one viper, and a mayback.

I'm like, baby, you can call me the birdman.

But I'm the boss, I don't hustle on the curb, man.



Now everybody in my crib got a clover chain,

So even when I'm not around, they promote the name.

I'm Lil' Flip, rapping H-town 'till I'm gone.

I took a trip to Amsterdam smoking out a bomb,

A baller, baby!



[Chorus - Chingy]



I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.

Where the ballers at?

Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.

Where the shotcaller's at?

You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?

Where the ballers at?

Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.

Where the shotcallers at?



[Verse 3 - Boozie]



That's me, that's right, I've got a Bentley for sure,

A hundred million in the bank, plus I'm getting some more.



I'm the type of dude, moving more product than stores.

I'm a cook it in the kitchen for the price of the room.



I've got black diamonds, quarter million biller on shore.

On a white sandy beach with kickers and whores.



Said I'm on another level that you can't afford:

Princess cuts, round diamonds, and getting more.



That's why I shoot my dice four thousand or more,

Cause my price at work sure be on soar.



That's why we need a hundred grand for at stores,

'cause I won't settle for nothing less than more.



[Chorus - Chingy]



I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby.

Where the ballers at?

Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy.

Where the shotcaller's at?

You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me?

Where the ballers at?

Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady.

Where the shotcallers at?