Balla Baby Remix Chingy (Ft. Boozie (G.I.B.) & Lil' Flip)
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[Intro - Chingy - talking]
Yeah (yeah), This for my ballers worldwide (worldwide)
State to state (state to state)
City to city (that's right), ballers ballettes (let's do this, dirty)
Remix (remix), you know your boy Ching-a-ling (Ching-a-ling)
Yeah (yeah), you know how I do it (how you do it man?)
Representing St. Louis (St. Louis)
Put your hands up (put your hands up), put your hands up (put your hands up)
[Chorus - Chingy]
I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby - where the ballers at?
Shotcaller (caller), drivin chickens crazy - where the shotcaller's at?
You a hater (hater), why you tryna play me? - where the ballers at?
Fake player (player), scared I'll take your lady - where the shotcallers at?
[Verse 1 - Chingy]
I got the pots up in the kitchen (cook that)
I'm just a baller pitchin in my division (first ring)
Yes me coming, some people be like dissin
My 26 rims like full moons, they be glistenin
So yes, I got my eyes for these chicks when I'm fishin
The critics be talkin, I walk past they start hissin
Lookin at my wrist and, shootin 'em balls in Detroit like I play for the Pistons
Baby is you listenin? I'm on tour so much, some folks say I'm missin
"Gettin It", this baller s-k'n, I be ridin around with it, spittin it
The hood in hurr, a lotta ballers draw down, I wish you would in hurr (hurr)
We smoke good in hurr (hurr)
Movin through your hood shinin (shinin)
Keep yellow, I'm gonna wear blue diamonds (diamonds)
Look mellow, always be grindin (grindin), rhymin
I get 50 thou' for an in-store signin, cause I'm a (oh, oh, oh)
Yeah (yeah), This for my ballers worldwide (worldwide)
State to state (state to state)
City to city (that's right), ballers ballettes (let's do this, dirty)
Remix (remix), you know your boy Ching-a-ling (Ching-a-ling)
Yeah (yeah), you know how I do it (how you do it man?)
Representing St. Louis (St. Louis)
Put your hands up (put your hands up), put your hands up (put your hands up)
[Chorus - Chingy]
I'm a baller (baller), highroller, baby - where the ballers at?
Shotcaller (caller), drivin chickens crazy - where the shotcaller's at?
You a hater (hater), why you tryna play me? - where the ballers at?
Fake player (player), scared I'll take your lady - where the shotcallers at?
[Verse 1 - Chingy]
I got the pots up in the kitchen (cook that)
I'm just a baller pitchin in my division (first ring)
Yes me coming, some people be like dissin
My 26 rims like full moons, they be glistenin
So yes, I got my eyes for these chicks when I'm fishin
The critics be talkin, I walk past they start hissin
Lookin at my wrist and, shootin 'em balls in Detroit like I play for the Pistons
Baby is you listenin? I'm on tour so much, some folks say I'm missin
"Gettin It", this baller s-k'n, I be ridin around with it, spittin it
The hood in hurr, a lotta ballers draw down, I wish you would in hurr (hurr)
We smoke good in hurr (hurr)
Movin through your hood shinin (shinin)
Keep yellow, I'm gonna wear blue diamonds (diamonds)
Look mellow, always be grindin (grindin), rhymin
I get 50 thou' for an in-store signin, cause I'm a (oh, oh, oh)
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