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

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I’m a balla (say what) high roller baby (baby, baby)

Shot caller (that’s right) ain’t nobody gets crazy (drive em crazy dirty) like me

You a hater (you a hater) why you tryin’ to play me (I don’t think he know)

fake player (fake player) ain’t nobody hatin (hey, I’m a balla 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 you’re proud of looking flashy

Errthing 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 to hit it boy

After the club we can check in at a five-star telly

Get a suite an 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

Foreva solja probably won’t come back from your momma

Must be thick that’s where ya get your back from

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I’m a balla (say what) high roller baby (baby, baby)

Shot caller (that’s right) ain’t nobody gets crazy (drive em crazy dirty) like me

You a hater (you a hater) why you tryin’ to play me (I don’t think he know)

fake player (fake player) ain’t nobody hatin (hey, I’m a balla for real)

Now I know we keep it crackin ask ’em and brit (what’s up)

The girls on us so dirty who you rollin wit (V-I-P)

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 purpin

All I know is money cash hoes like J

And I got all three no I don’t play (don’t play)

Chicks call me Drama King like KaySlay (KaySlay)

Cause 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)

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I like em 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’ma 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

(cause...)

I’m a balla (say what) high roller baby (baby, baby)

Shot caller (that’s right) ain’t nobody gets crazy (drive em crazy dirty) like me

You a hater (you a hater) why you tryin’ to play me (I don’t think he know)

fake player (fake player) ain’t nobody hatin (hey, I’m a balla for real)

(oh, oh, oh)

Aint nobody gettin it.... lik