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Artist: Chingy
Song: Balla Baby lyrics
Album: Non Album Tracks
Intro:
You know the definition... of a Balla
That's me... C-H-I-N-G to the Y
Lemme explain it to you though

chorus:
I'mma Balla Balla SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby Baby BABY
Shot-caller balla that's right
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata You a hata
Why you tryna play me I don't think he know
Fake playa Fake playa
Scarred I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me I'mma balla fa real

Verse 1:
Girl I know you do the nasty nasty
I can tell when ya when ya walk past me (past me)
And ya Prada lookin flashy
Errthang on ya mind jus ask me
I know my err{ear} related to the wasky wabbit
Carrots{karets} all in it jazzy, it's a habit uh
Wurrs my cash? Outside - I gotta Benz & Jag
Both sittin on chrome Mags
Is ya down for gettin dirty wit a Git It Boy?
All I need is one night, just to hit it boy
After the club we can take it to a five star telly
Get a suite and lemme put some in ya belly
What's ya name? Sheena? Aw thought you was Shelly
Don't matta - 4 o'clock juss be ready
For a episode you prolly won't come - back from
Ya mama must be thick...that's where ya get ya back from?

chorus:
I'mma Balla Balla SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby Baby BABY
Shot-caller balla that's right
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata You a hata
Why you tryna play me I don't think he know
Fake playa Fake playa
Scared I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me I'mma balla fa real

Verse 2:
G.I.B. we keep it crackin ask M & Rich wats up
The girls on us, so derrty who you rollin wit? G.I.B.
From Magic City to The Pink Slip in The Lou
Them chicks love the diamonds that I get from Rob Jewels
We be in the spot, main hang up, flirtin'
We be surrounded by girls...man and I ain't perpin'
All I know is money, cash, hoes like Jay like Jay
And I got all 3. No I don't play! don't play
Chicks call me "Drama King" like Kay Slay Kay Slay
Cuz in the bed I bring it - Yeah! Night & day. day
Lettin' rounds off in em like a A.K.
You leavin wit me... tell me is it free or do I have to pay?
Whatchu say?

chorus:
I'mma Balla Balla SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby Baby BABY
Shot-caller balla that's right
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata You a hata
Why you tryna play me I don't think he know
Fake playa Fake playa
Scared I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me I'mma balla fa real

Verse 3:
I like em black, white, puerto rican or haitian
Japanese, chinese, or even asian
It don't matta what color on this occasian
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 dem, 1 of me, I'm feelin' caged in.
I'mma pimp... I'mma keep on playin'.
You know I luv em for that 1 night 1 night
I can take on 10 with my 1 pipe 1 pipe
Knock em all like a bowlin pin on sight on sight
Think I'm shawt changin girl look hurr,
You betta getcha mind right cuz...

chorus:
I'mma Balla Balla SAY WHAT
High Rolla Baby Baby BABY
Shot-caller balla that's right
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata You a hata
Why you tryna play me I don't think he know
Fake playa Fake playa
Scared I'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me I'mma balla fa real



 
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