Chingy - Balla Baby (Remix) lyrics

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. [Chorus - Chingy] 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? [Verse 1 - Chingy] 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 [Chorus - Chingy] 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? [Verse 2 - Lil' Flip] 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. n******gs 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! [Chorus - Chingy] 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? [Verse 3 - Boozie] 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 who*es. 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. [Chorus - Chingy] 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?