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Balla Baby (Remix) - текст песни



Balla Baby (Remix)


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.











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?











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











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?











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!











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?











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.











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?



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