Balla Baby (Radio Edit)

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）