Chingy - Balla Baby Lyrics
Added On: August 27, 2004
| Last Update: October 14, 2005
Balla Baby by Chingy Lyrics
You know the definition,
of a balla,
(uh hu) that's me,
c-h-i-n-g to the y,
let me explain it to you though,
Chorus:
I'm a balla (balla)(say what)
high, roller baby (baby, baby),
shot colla (thats right) driving chickens crazy, (ain't nobody this crazy) (like me) ,
you a hatta (you a hatta),
why you tryin to play me (I don't think he know),
fake playa (yeap, fake playa) scared i'll take ya lady (ain't nobody killin)
(hey, I'm a ball for real),
(oh, oh, oh)
Girl I know you do the nasty (nasty),
I could tell when ya (when ya) walked past me (past me),
and your proud I looking flashy,
errrthings on your mind,
just ask me,
I know my errrrelated stuff wasky (wabbit),
carrots all in the dezzy,
it's a habbit (uh),
wurrs my cash,
outside I gotta Benz and Jag (both sittin on chrome).
Is she down for gettin dirty with a "get it" boy,
All I need is one night just hit it boy,
After the club we can checkin at five-star telly,
Get a suite and let me put somethin in your belly,
what's your name sheena,
(ah) that you was shelly,
don't matta four o'clock,
just be ready,
for a episode you probably won't come,
back from,
Your momma must be thick,
that's where ya get your back from,
Chorus:
I'm a balla (balla) (say what),
high, roller baby (baby, baby),
shot colla (thats right) driving chickens crazy (ain't nobody this crazy) (like me),
you a hatta (you a hatta),
why you tryin to play me (I don't think he know),
fake playa (yeap, fake playa) scared i'll take ya lady (ain't nobody killin) (hey, I'm a ball for real),
(hands up, hands up, oh oh oh)
now I know we keep it crackin ask em and brit, (whats up)
the girls on us so dirty who you rollin wit, (G-I-B)
from magic city to the pink slip in the lou, (lou)
them chicks love the diamonds that I get from rob jewels,
we been in the spot maaaan hang up flirtin,
we be surrounding by girls man and I ain't burping,
all I know is money, cash,hoes like j,
and I got all three no I dun play,
chicks call me drama king like k-slay, (k-slay)
cuz in the bed I bring it (yeah) night and day,
lettin rounds off in em like an ak,
you leavin wit me tell me is it free or do I have to pay, (what you say)
Chorus:
I'm a balla (balla)(say what),
high, roller baby (baby, baby),
shot colla (thats right) driving chickens crazy (ain't nobody this crazy) (like me),
you a hatta (you a hatta),
why you tryin to play me (I don't think he know),
fake playa (balla) (yeap, fake playa) scared i'll take ya lady (ain't nobody killin) (balla) (hey, I'm a ball for real),
(yes, yes, oh oh oh)
I like them black, white, puerto rican, or haitian,
like japanese, chinese, or even asian, (okay)
don't matter what color on this occasion, (fo sho)
like smoke take a hit of what I'm blazin,
Instead of god it's me these girls praisin,
meet me at about 6 at the days inn,
5 of em, 1 of me, I'm feelin caged in,
I'm a pimp, I'm gonna keep on playin,
you know I love em for that one night, (one night)
I could take on ten with my one pipe, (one pipe)
knock em all like a bowlin pin on site, (on site)
make em soak, change, girl look herre you better get your mind right, (cuz...)
Chorus:
I'm a balla (balla)(say what),
high, roller baby (baby, baby),
shot colla (thats right) driving chickens crazy (ain't nobody this crazy) (like me),
you a hatta (you a hatta),
why you tryin to play me (I don't think he know),
fake playa (yeap, fake playa) scared i'll take ya lady (ain't nobody killin) (hey, I'm a balla for real).
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